Sitting in the shower. Hunched over. Head against the wall. Water falling.

Feeling sort of depressed. Not sure why. Nothing bad has happened. But still bad thoughts, sad mood. All I want is to sleep. Retreat into dreams.

I’ll try to think some good thoughts instead. Like feeding the animals yesterday.

Olsen.

Miss piggy, Yvonne.

The bunnies and chickens.

And Nina. I love Nina. I love picking her up and holding her.

Rubbing her tummy.

And scratching her behind the ears. While she kneads her paws and pushes her face against me to mark her territory.

It was raining yesterday. Normally I let her out once she’s had her food. But she didn’t seem to want to go out in the rain, so I let her stay inside while I did all the chores. And then I came back and cuddled her some more.

And some pictures from Friday, before the rain.

Kridte. They are growing ginormeously.

Kulle.

When I pick him up he always licks at my face or chews on my glasses or nibbles at my nose.

And Mads on a bench. Sometimes I forget that I am bigger than him. Because I am usually sitting down. And if I’m sitting on the bench then he always jumps up and stands next to me. So I spend most of my time at eye-level with him. And when you’re at eye-level with him then he seems huge. But then I stand up and suddenly I’m much taller and he seems much smaller. Maybe that is why goats are always jumping up on things, they want to see eye to eye with us.

My happypills.

Also I must thank Debbie. She sent me a couple of great postcards. Thank you! Those are some amazing balloons. Some day maybe I can travel around the world and visit people, that would be sweet. Take Mads and the rest on a roadshow. Maybe some day.

That’s all for now.

Wow I’m like totally tired. Srsly.

Nowt much going on. The strike is over. So that’s good. The playground back to normal. My pictures aren’t up yet, though. They haven’t had the time for it. I met Bodil, and her dog Lulu. She said that I oughta ask them to get them up soon. Bodil said that, not her dog. Anyway, I am not that pushy. And there’s plenty of time. No rush. Pernille told me that they had been looking through the pictures again. And that they really love them. They’re thinking of making a poster out of them. To promote the playground. That would rock.

Speaking of playground pictures…

Mads the scratchee.

See, all my photos aren’t the same. This is a new angle.

Blurry and bad, but hand in hand. Magnethe often lifts one of her legs like that. You saw it when she was eating an apple. It’s very darling. Sometimes it seems like she’s just doing it for no particular reason.

Now tired must go bed.