Happy Mio Monday everyone. I hope it’s a good one.

23/1 2023
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Good eye doc times today. Time for my half-yearly checkup. I missed the last one so it’s been almost a year. But no problems. Everything looks peaceful, the eye doc said. And that’s what we want. As long as it’s stable then I can’t ask for more. He said that the way things look now he doesn’t expect any big changes in the foreseeable future. So here’s to hoping for that.
The only problem was that his hydraulic chair thing had blown it’s motor. So he couldn’t lower or raise me. Well, we made do. But I couldn’t thinking poor person who was sitting in it when it blew. Must have been hard not to take that as an insult. Fine fine I’ll go on a diet! Hah.
Now 6 months till I gotta go again.
23/1 2023
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Well I have to say a big thank you to Wild Bill K’s momma. She sent me a big package of stuff. A Columbia fleece, a hoodie, several t-shirts, socks, a compacted bag thing, a hand sanitizer thing with a pizza ‘wrapping’ and a Mickey Mouse plushie thing. I think that’s all. As if that wasn’t a lot! I don’t know what to say. You shouldn’t have, Carole, but thank you so much for thinking of me. Merry Christmas to you and Wildflower too. So kind of you.

23/1 2023
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HappY Yogi daY everyone. I hope it’s a good one.

24/1 2023
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Good goat times today. I managed to get out and goat, despite being very tired. All the vet and emergency going last week and the eye doc yesterday and the exercise, I was just feeling like taking one one of my 24 hour naps. But I had to see how the goats were doing of course.
And they’re doing okay. Milo isn’t limping anymore. Apparently he’s been lifting up his bad leg while standing still, though. I didn’t see any of that. He seemed pretty normal to me. Mia is still limping a little. I feel like it’s gotten better though. The vet is saying to give it 10-14 days with the meds and see. So hopefully i’m right that things have gotten better and hopefully they’ll be all good very soon.
Bitterly cold today. Brrr. Snow and ice in places. But the sun shined quite a bit so that was lovely.
Nice to see Jeanette too. The first thing she asked when she saw me was how they eye doc visit went. I’d told her I had an appointment. And she just seems to care, it’s very nice. So we talked about that. And a bit about the ’emergency’ trip I took to help Milo last week. She thanked me for it too. Apparently the caretakers had tried calling her but she hadn’t got the message until too late. But I’m glad to hear that. While I’m happy to help as I can, I’m not sure it would be good if I was first on the on-call help list. As I’m feeling now, my mental and physical stamina just isn’t great. And I might not get their call in time either, you know if I’m taking 24 hour nap. So it’s good that Jeanette is a possibility first. Although she has a longer commute and she has family and stuff, but I’m sure if the goats needed help she’d come.
And we had visitors in the pen today. A daycare group. It’s been about a month or so since we last had visitors. I think the bad weather has kept the kindergarten/daycare groups inside for a while. So it was sweet to have some kids seeing the goats up close. And everyone was on good behaviour, even the bandit. He seemed a bit mellower today. Maybe he’s high on meds haha. Nah. Although that’s a funny thought now, I wonder what a stoned goat would be like…
Ugh, that was following by another thought that was less funny, I’m gonna go put some soup on.
24/1 2023
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Good company today.

24/1 2023
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Making friends.

24/1 2023
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One more from today’s goat meet’n’greet.

24/1 2023
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Happy Hump Day everyone. I hope it’s a good one.

25/1 2023
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goatlog

25/1 2023
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Ugh. Guess who broke his arm?
I’m pretty sure.Excruciating pain.
You know how I don’t go to the doc even when I have to? Well, I’m afraid theres nodenying I have to go to the ER tomorrow. I van’t really go on my own because of my dight issues. And my dad is going to a concert tonight. So we’ll go tomorrow morning.
There’s a lot more to it than I have told, but I’m typing with one hand and feeling rotten. I fell, that’s the extremely short version, but there’s other stuff going on. Maybe I’ll write more later tonight. I’m going to see if I can get a pot of soup on the stove.
Forking hell.
26/1 2023
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Thank you everyone for the supportive words. Planning to go to the hospital in a couple of hours. Pretty sure armis broken. I read it might need a cast for 8-12 weeks. I am distraught. I won’t be able to goat properly. Fork. We’llsee what they say.
26/1 2023
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Well, I’m back from the ER. I got good news and I got bad news. The good and the bad news is that it’s not broken. That’s what they said anyway. The bad part is that I have a hard time believing it.
The very nice nurse examined my shoulder and arm and said that she “wasn’t afraid that it was broken”. And I didn’t really feel pain in the exercises she did on my arm. But there’s still an extreme pain when I move my arm in some ways. And I can’t really lift it very high.
Sigh. She put it in a sling, to give it some peace. And if it doesn’t get better I gotta see my personal doc. I am already pretty sure I’ll be doing that early next week. I cannot imagine this just going away, and I can’t live like this. Of course it’s my right arm too. Typing all this with just my left hand is super fun I can tell you…
otc pain meds are helping some, but not enough. Can we have another oxy pandemic please?
Double sigh. Well we’ll have to see how it goes. Thank you all for the concern, thank you dad for leaving the concert at half-time so we could get in earlier. And to the taxi driver for waiting outside the ER and taking us back home. We were in and out in literally 5-10 minutes. I really wish they’d taken xrays. But okay, here’s to hoping I’ll get miracously better in a day or two,
26/1 2023
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A new day, a new dawn. And I’m not feeling good.
I didn’t feel up to going to bed, so I spent the night in my comfy chair. Not the best idea, but here we are.
Painkillers and the sling has helped a bit I think. But there’s still a lack ofmovement and bad pain with some moves. The ER nurse said to go to my own doc today if it was much worse, But it’s not. I’m gonna hobble through the weekend and then go see my own doc beginning of next week. Unless things have magically cleared up, but that would shock me beyond belief. I don’t know if it IS broken, but it definitely isn’t good.
Thanks all for the concern and advice. Later on I might write some more details about how it happened. Take care!
27/1 2023
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Sigh. I am in pain. My whole body. My upper arm is still the sharp pain. Painkillers and keeping it still on the sling offers some relief, but it’s not great. And the rest of my body is just painfully sore. My legs feel like they do when I’ve had a long walk without stretching, Which is strange because I didn’t make it out the door. But I guss the fall just.. crashed my whole body. I wonder if I fell back on my rear cos my butt is pretty sore too.
Now you may ask yourself, how could he not know if he fell on his butt?
Well. i kinda had another of those blackout / brain fog incidents. The last two times it happened I think I came to in my chair and had to piece together where I was and what I’d been doing. Yesterday, I had been getting ready to go out and see the goats. And then I came to lying on the floor of my apartment. Peanuts and pasta spread on the floor, along with my phone and mp3 player. I later realised my mp3 player was still playing. Turning it on is one of the last things I do before I leave the house. I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t make it out the door, I could have fallen down the stairs or hit my head on the stone floors out there. Or if I were passed out someone could have swiped my wallet. OR called for help.
I’m not sure if I actually passed out or something. Or if I just fell and was consciouss through it all. Because it’s all quite foggy.
I remember I thought I was lying in bed, waking from a night’s sleep. And I could hear my neighbour’s tv through the wall, I’m unfortunately hearing a lot of neighbour noise. But then i realised that couldn’t be right. Because it was way too loud to be through a wall. And then I guess i realised I was lying on the floor, and what i was hearing was my own tv next to me.
I know I need to get this situation addressed. I think it’s 3 times in 4-5 months. But right now I’m just more worried about my physical condition, my arm.
Anyway. I lay on the floor for a while. Because my arm was so painful that moving was difficult. Eventually I got up on a chair. And i guess I managed to get some painkillers in me. And i think I spent a couple of hours on the chair, just shifting around, trying to get more comfortable, trying to lessen the pain, trying to put together what had happened.
Eventually I called my dad. I don’t even remember if I told him I’d fallen…I asked him if he could do a little shopping for me. I wanted cake, even though I’m trying to quit the unhealthy stuff. But you know, I was in pain and feeling sorry for myself. And then I wanted potatoes so I could cook me up a pot of soup. I had realised by then that I was in no condition to go out and see the goats or go shopping.
Dad did the shopping for me, he is always so eager to help us. And if I hadn’t told him on the phone then I guess when he came with the goods I told him. I think we talked about going the ER the next day, today. Since he was going to a recital/concert in the evening. Later on, I think after they read my fb updates, my parents thought it was better to get me to the ER on the same day. The ER is supposed to be for emergencies, so it’s not great to wait a day before you go there, they could tell you to go to your own doc then if you’re good enough to wait. Anyway, dad left at the halfway of the concert, actually a bit before that, and came and got me and we went off to the ER. And as i said, no xrays which i am not happy about. But the nurse was pulling my arm back and forth, testing various positions and movements. And her conclusion was “I’m not afraid that it’s broken”. Hopefully she’s right about it. But there’s definitely something wrong. When I move my arm in some ways the pain is excruciating. The worst pain I can ever remember feeling. Well. Other than when I had high pressure in my eyes. That was a more dull, constant feeling. With the arm the pain is a sharp, horrible one, but I can avoid it by holding still.
Oh I forgot another part of me that hurts. My tongue. The sides of it are sore and bumpy and frayed. It’s not too bad, but I think I may have been chewing on it when I went down. I don’t know. I feel like I’ve been through a meatgrinder. But it’s not really worse than yesterday, so the ER wouldn’t want me to go to them again, and I can’t see my own doc until Monday. So that’s the plan. I will probably get referred to some further examinations, hopefully including xrays. They can’t do those at my doc’s office. I’ll have to make it through the weekend and then we’ll see how it goes.
Thanks all for the concern, sorry for worrying you.
27/1 2023
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Ugh. Getting out of the bathroom I get my foot caught in the door and my body twists and it feels like someone stabbed a knife in my arn. Sigh. My whole body is just sore. My thighs hurt so much that it’s hard to lift my legs up from the ground and into my comfy chair. I’ve tried stretching a little, maybe that will hrlp. I’m feeling pretty rotten to be honest. Everything is a pain.
28/1 2023
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A little goat content in the gloom and doom. I am missing them a lot. Feeling slightly better, but that may just be the painkillers talking. Arm is still bad. Going to bed early today, hope I can sleep and dream and heal. Hooves crossed.

28/1 2023
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Hello world. I am alive. If you can call it that. *dramatic swoon*
Still in a lot of pain. A litte better though, at least. I spent about 20 hours in bed. I had hoped that would give the muscle pains time to heal, but it hasn’t completely. But they haven’t completely. I feel like my entire body is broken and my body’s healing ressources just don’t know where to begin. Where does the firetruck go if every single building in the town is on fire??
Clearly I know a lot about anatomy and the body!
It is a bit better though. Yesterday I could barely lift my legs because my thighs hurt so much. It’s not as bad today, but they still hurt. My back hurts too. I wonder if I pulled. I have to go real slow if I want to bend down or straighten up. That’s a little better too, though.
And I did manage to sleep and dream. In between the very slow rolling around trying to get comfortable. There was a lot of that.
My butt is still sore too. I was hoping not sitting on it for 20+ hours would have helped more on that.
My arm maybe a tiny bit better? It’s hard to say because I’m popping pain killers like they’re candy and those seem to help mostly on the arm pain, not so much the other things. But there’s definitely still something wrong. I can’t lift it in some directions and some moves cause that really intense sharp pain. Got my sling back on and just trying to relax.
We’ll see what the doc says tomorrow. I guess it’s good that there’s some improvement. I’m feeling anxiety over it all too, having to go see humans, what if they want to put me in the hospital, what if I have to be away from home, what about the goats. I guess I could go see them at the fence like this, but I can’t really sit and spend time with them, can’t tell them not to push my arm. Sigh. I’m trying not to get too depressed, but I just hate all this. I just want quiet routine and no changes. Instead I got all this.
You better believe I’m going to bask in self pity! Ordered pizza though, so that’s something. Hope you’re all doing ok, thanks for listening and caring.
29/1 2023
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Happy Mio Monday everyone. Hope it’s a good one.

16/1 2023
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Good goat times today. I was a little worried in the morning, because Jeanette was nowhere to be seen. Yes, yes. I actully look forward to seeing a human too, not just the goats! She turned up about and hour and a half later, so that was okay. and the good news is we got a vet appointment on Thursday so hooves crossed that will go well.
We actually got sunshine today too. How nice. Along with a little rain. There hasn’t been many days without rain lately. It rained A LOT yesterday, so the it was muddy as ever today. Along with some very slippery streets to walk on for me because the temperatures dropped after the rain. I sure do look forward to spring.
But we had some good fun today. We actually got out into the pen for a bit and Milo and Sky did some excellent running and jumping around. Good twirls! Mia saved the running for when it was time to get through hte muddy patches and get back home. I sure hope the vet can help her with the limping. And thankfully the vet will come while Jeanette is there. I think that’s important. Hope it goes well.
16/1 2023
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I’m not sure what that ball of fire in the sky is but I’d sure like to see it more often.

16/1 2023
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Guess which hunk of a goat stud retained the hoofshake knowledge? That’s right. Milo remembered the trick. So we now have three goats who will shake hoof. Although I wouldn’t put it past him to one day just forget out of the blue just because he’s such a stinker sometimes.

16/1 2023
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Mia sees her own shadow. That means.. sigh, 2 months more of rain.
Well, it also means the sun is shining which is nice at least.

16/1 2023
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HappY Yogi daY everyone. I hope it’s a good one.

17/1 2023
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Yeah, I don’t know what’s going on here.

17/1 2023
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Happy Hump Day everyone. I hope it’s a good one.

18/1 2023
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goatlog

18/1 2023
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Good exercise times today. i got on the bike for the first time in about 2 months. Yikes. Feel the burn, from climbing onto the bike alone. I have gotten some motivation because i’ve been feeling not great lately. Remember about a year ago when I had breathing problems and got tired super quickly? The last week or so I’ve been starting to feel about the same. Being totally pooped after a trip out with the goats and shopping. Having to sit down and catch my breath. We never did find out for sure what was wrong last time, other than those x-rays showing a slight change in a little lung tissue. Who knows if it’s the same now? or something else. Or my imagination? One thing that has changed that last couple of weeks is I have cut the candy. I was eating candy. Like a lot. Various stuff. Just having bags lying next to my chair and just …eating on and off all day. Which is super super dumb considering my condition. And it was affecting my blood sugar in a negative way for sure. So I have cut that out. Not completely eating totally healthy yet, but snacking on apples and carrots mostly. And I wonder if cutting out those unhealthy easy sugars is the reason I have less energy? Maybe my body just needs to adjust to not getting all that sugar. Or maybe my lung got poked by a bent rib. I did one night kind of feel like.. a bone was poking in my insides. I can’t really explain it, but it’s something I’ve felt before. I don’t even know if it’s physically possible for ribs or other bones to poke holes in your lungs or whatever. Haha. Well. I’m not a hypondriac but.. wait, maybe I AM a hypocondriac. Because I do have all the diseases so surely I have that too.
Anyway. We’ll see how it goes now that I hopefully will keep up exercising. Maybe that will get me in better shape and that will be that.
My weight was good. Surprisingly good. I was expecting to have put on weight. But I’m lower than I’ve been since last July. So that’s good. Maybe just a couple of weeks without all the sugar has helped me drop a bit. Maybe I just need more sunshine, please.
Now let me got prepare some evasive answers to everyone who will be telling me to go to the doctor…
Love you all, I know you care!
18/1 2023
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Ugh I almost can’t stand how cute Milo and Sky were when they were babies. Such darlings. Jeanette texted me the other day asking for birtdates for the goats in preparation for the vet visit. Had to go look up Milo and Sky. I don’t know their exact birthdays but they came to us in December 2017. Tiny little things.
18/1 2023
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I hope today is a good one. Here’s Bob from 2012.

19/1 2023
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Good goat times today. A tough day, though. Starting with a freezing walk in snow and sleet. Not a lot, but just wet and cold. And today was the date for the vet visit. She was scheduled to arrive between noon and 1pm, so I got to freeze my butt off for hours waiting. Brr.
But the vet came. And I recognised her voice immediately. It’s the same vet they used at the two previous playgrounds we were at. it’s not like we’ve met a ton of times, but she recognised me as well. We had to trim the goats’ hoves and that was not fun. They had to be laid down on their sides one by one. You can imagine this did not go over well with the goats. Poor things must have been so scared. But ti was a pretty big job because it hadn’t been done for so long. Jeanette said she was glad I was there because she didn’t think just her and the vet would have been able to do it on their own. Milo especially is really strong. But the vet said that if it had just been the two of them she had a technique of sitting on them that would have worked, she has a lot of experience iwth it. And apparently she does it with goats who are much wilder. Our are really tame. But they still buck and struggle. Jeanette had to grab them by the horns and I grabeed the legs that weren’t being trimmed and we had to hold them down. It was not a nice experience. But I’m glad it got done. Because it really needed doing. The vet said it had been left for way too long. And when we got to Mia, she shocked at the state of her hooves. They were literally deformed. No wonder she’s been having trouble walking. Poor girl. It was so bad that they probably won’t be back to normal until the next time it’s done. But the vet did the best she could with them today, and said she thought fixing the hooves would probably fix them limping.
After we let them up, and they ran for safet, we walked and talked a bit out in the pen. And Mia was still limping. So the vet got her some tablets. I guess painkiller or anti-inflammatory things. Mia needs to take them for a week and then hopefully she’ll be getting back to normal. If not then we’ll have to take further measures.
Well I’m really glad it got done. Those hooves hadn’t been trimmed since the move in.. was it September? And who knows how long before that it was done last. And I have always been worried about the quality of the hoof trimmings at the old plac. Even when it was done I felt it wasn’t always good enough. I am really glad going forward we’ll have the vet doing it. I feel a lot better about that. She’s very nice, the vet. Competent and friendly and caring. And Jeanette seemed to really appreciate getting the help and input and support. Going forward the playground will be part of a program the vet clinic has where the staff can call them and there will be visits a couple of times a year, and Jeanette will have that to lean on when the higher-ups don’t want to spend money on stuff. Saying the vet recommends it will help.
We talked about the deworming and parasite stuff, and looked around at the pen and the vet gave some advice for some possible changes and how to handle things. They went around to talk about the other animals and I went back to comfort the goats, who by then had retreated to the goat house and were watching with dread as if the vet was there to murder them. Oh dear.
Oh and the vet noticed that Mia doesn’t have ear tags. “This is an illegal goat!” she said. Slightly kidding, but not really. Mia is illegal like this and she will now need ear tags. Sigh. It’s not that bad, but it’s a little sad. I can just imagine the reaction on Mia’s page, some people really hate those ear tags. And I get it. They don’t look nice. But I’d rather have goats with tags than no goats.
So yeah. That was a big day. Hard at times, but ultimately good. I just hope Mia will be okay now and we won’t need to go through anything worse with her legs.
Man I tell you, it’s really really heartbreaking hearing a goat wail and try to wrestle free from your grip. If only you could explain to them what was going on. At least they didn’t hold a grudge against me. They fled from the vet and were wary of Jeanette afterwards too. We had to get a hold of Mia after the trimming to check the leg furter and then get her the pill. I don’t know if the vet or Jeanette could have gotten a hold of her right then, she was running from them. Thankfully I could still get close to her and grab on so we could get it all done. AndI got some nice thanks and compliments for my bond with the goats, that’s always nice to hear.
OKay, enough rambling. I really need food.
19/1 2023
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Sorry about the bad picture quality. I didn’t have time to take a flash photo before they got up, so this is just a very brightened video still. This is how I found the three this morning. I think this is the first time at the new place when they haven’t come out to greet me in the morning. The weather was so so bad that it was definitely a “stay in bed” kind of morning. Normally even if the weather is bad they’ll at least be standing in the entryway waiting for me. But today they’d sat back down. So sweet together. I have never seen how they sleep at night (kind of wish I could put in a nightcam..) but this is pretty much how they must look at night. Especially when it’s so cold. Huddled up together. Big Mia in the middle.

19/1 2023
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I hope today is a good one. Here’s Mads from 2004.

20/1 2023
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Well, I just got back from an emergency goat visit. Don’t worry, it wasn’t a terrible emergency, but a surprising one nonetheless.
I was sitting at my pc working on a problem on Mia’s page (don’t even get me started) when I noticed there was a message to the page. And it was from one of the caretakers at the playground. She was asking if I could come help them with Milo
He was limping, and the vet had said it was most likely from the trimming yesterday and to wash his hooves. But they could not get a hold of him and do it. So they asked if I could come help.
I know it’s silly, but I don’t really like going outside later in the day. The more people are out, the worse I feel. And I was so tired after yesterday, I have just been sleeping and relaxing, napping in my comfy chair. And that was all I had planned to do today. But of course I could not say no to a goat in distress. Good thing I happened to see the message in time.
So I got out and got up to the playground. Where I was met by two young ladies. Today isn’t one of Jeanette’s working days. I had met Maja before, the other one was Sanne and I don’t think I’ve met her. But they were really thankful that I had come to help. They said I’d saved their, and Milo’s day. It was no trouble for me to grab Milo and hold him. They washed his hoof. They said it looked fine though, no blood or anything. Hopefully there’s no bigger problem. My thinking is after walking on bad hooves for so long maybe he has to get a bit used to actually walking on proper ones, and maybe there was some pain from having the bad hooves trimmed for the first time in so long. Hopefully it will clear up. We also had to give ho, a pill. Which proved trickier than expected. We put it in an apple slice and he started to eat it, but then he did a thing he sometimes does when he starts to shake his head and then the food just pops out of his mouth. And then immediately a chicken grabbed the apple slice and ran! Haha. Oh bour. The girls were mortified. What have we done, are we going to have killed one of the chickens?! Thankfully they managed to catch the bird and get the apple slice and the pill was still there. This time I gave it to Milo and he ate it down. So hopefully both him and Mia will be walking better soon.
The girls were amazed when i walked back to the goat house and the goats just followed me in. I think everyone but Jeanette has to work a lot harder to get them inside. It’s not really optimal that the workers aren’t all good at handling the goats. I understand it though, they were hired to take care of human kids and now suddenly goats are added to the job. Goats can be intimidating with their horns. Milo is strong and willful. Especially Maja was not so happy with it. i think she’s had a bad run-in with the bandit. She is a little scared of him. She was holding the apple slices and Milo was coming towards her and you could tell she was not happy. She wasn’t screaming in terror and running away, but she was backing away and expressing how she was feeling anxious and didn’t like the situation.
I wish they had more people like Jeanette working there. I think Jeanette is planning to sit down with Maja and the goats and try to get her more comfortable with them. But I’m getting the feeling that Maja has got the fear in her now and it will be hard to change. When I was young I was terrified of dogs, and I still have a bit of that in me. And then there’s my fear of humans of course. Once the brain gets a phobia it is hard to change.
I was telling the girls how I’d been with the goats all their lives. “We’re still in the processing of getting to know them” Sanne said. Yes. I hope for the best. It’s not optimal, but there’s nothing I can really do. If it was up to me the goats would be the number one priority and they would come first in everything, but i know that’s not how it works. They have to fit into a system and there are lots of issues and things to deal with. I hope the goats still have better lives than meat and industry goats. They get care and attention and have a silly human who likes to just hang out with them. And now they have a vet associated with them which will hopefully help too.
But yes, glad I could help. The girls were super appeciative and said they’d buy me a box of chocolate or something, i told them they didn’t have to. The goats mean everything to me, if I can help I will.
Hoping the best for the hooves.
20/1 2023
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Here’s a picture from yesterday after the hoof trimming. Mia, Milo and Sky retreated to their safe, watching the evil vet and making sure she doesn’t come near them again.

20/1 2023
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Happy Caturday everyone. I hope it’s a good one. Here’s Nala.

21/1 2023
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Snoot!

21/1 2023
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Happy Funday everyone. I hope it’s a good one.

22/1 2023
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One from today’s exercise mix. As I sat on my bike i couldn’t help thinking of my dad. He has started on a rehabilitation program, or whatever it’s called. Mental and physical exercise. He told me the other day that he was going to partake in the Tour de France because he was biking 30 km, I forget if it was every week or every session. He goes 3 times a week. Anyway, I found that funny because I just can’t picture my dad on an exercise bike. But hey, now we’re both doing it. And he says he’s enjoying it, i think he’s getting stronger physically and he like spending time with other people with similar diagnoses. I don’t know if it’s just alzeheimer patients or similar things, but it’s always good to spend time with people who can relate and whomst you can relate to. so that’s good.

22/1 2023
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Milo on his rock.

22/1 2023
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For the premium subscribers, here is a highlight reel from an upcoming video. Some fun running earlier in the week. There was one Sky jump that got me bursting out in laughter, see if you catch it.
22/1 2023
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