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Today will be a good day. Have a Mads Monday. Here he is from 2005.
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\nGood goat times today. Much needed. A cooler day. Started out with clouds. Later on came sun, but then also rain. I actually wished it had rained harder, as I sat in the goat house and listened to the rain with the goats. Not quite the Millennium Falcon on Ach-To with porgs, but still good. The soothing sound of rain and deep hugs with Mia. Sweetness. Before that we got our grazing done and had nice people encounters. There’s a lot of diversity here. An asian looking lady came by with a cuuute little dog. She picked up the dog as she approached us. Not sure if it was for the dog’s protection or for the goats’ haha. The dog barked a lot at the goats, but they were cute lil barks from a cute lil dog. We talked a little and she asked if it was ok to pet the goats. And she did. Then a man and woman whomst I guess had African roots because the man, after asking me if it was okay to pet the goats, told me something that I didn’t quite get, but it was something about how you were supposed to catch the goats by their hind legs? Or something. He said that was something they’d done in Africa. Or maybe I just got the whole thing wrong, haha. But they seemed happy to see the goats. And then a group of kindergarteners came walking down the path. A big group. They passed along and one of their adults wanted to take a selfie with Mia. Mia decided to totally snub her and walked away. But then i guess she changed her mind, because as they walked along Mia started following the woman. To everyone’s amusement.
\nYeah, it’s funny when I have the goats down by the path there because people generally don’t expect there to be goats walking around.
\nAnyway I’m out of talk now
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\nAlso today, we ended up in the alternate pen. You remember that? We spent some time there last year, especially while the fences around the goat pen were being redone.
\nThe goats have been getting braver and braver crossing the path and going further and further. So we ended up here and I thought we could spend some time in that pen, with fresh greens.
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\nMilo in the other pen
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\nIt’s not like there was a ton of grass in the alt pen, but lots of good leaves at least.
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\nDo you ever wonder if there’s a point to it all? If it’s worth the effort? Are the pebbles you’re throwing in the river of time actually doing anything, changing anything, changing the course of the river? Or do they just sink to the bottom and the river doesn’t even know you’re there and also your metaphors are crummy? Have you ever, ever felt like this?
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\nToday will be a good day. Happy Yogi Day.
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\nTime to go pray the fat away, on the exercise bike
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