{"id":2242,"date":"2026-10-11T21:19:15","date_gmt":"2026-10-11T20:19:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/?p=2242"},"modified":"2026-10-11T21:19:15","modified_gmt":"2026-10-11T20:19:15","slug":"groovy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/?p=2242","title":{"rendered":"Groovy"},"content":{"rendered":"

Good goat times today. Lovely to be back in the goat place. with my best gals. Clears out a lot of the head junk to just sit around with goats.
\nThe back isn’t doing great though. The walk felt harder than last week. Pain and stiff. But once I got to the playground it felt better. Maybe just because the goats made me not think about the pain.
\nBella and Luna were knocking heads right from the get-go. And Sky bleating at them to knock it off. Or at least keep away from her.
\nPretty grey day, but at least it stayed dry. Maybe a hint of sunshine coming through here and there. We had some sweet kids coming into the pen to say hi to the goats. Just a sweet goat day.
\nOne negative though. We lost some logs. You know the little log-pile next to the bench. Only one log left, so I think four gone. I asked Jeanette if she had taken them. I thought maybe she had wanted to do something with them. But no, it wasn’t her. She told me that there had been people last night having an unauthorized fire. Because we have the at campfire site. I guess sometimes people (darn kids, Jeanette said) will sneak in and get a fire going. And they probably stole the logs to put them on the fire. So that sucks. Those logs were great for goat standing. And I don’t feel very comfortable with people coming in and starting fires on their own, seems like that could be potentially dangerous. Remember the houe that burnt down at the first playground. Yeah, humans are nothing but trouble. That’s why I’m a goat.
\nBut now I will be an soup.
\n5\/10 2026<\/a>
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\nPlease DO feed the goats say the goats.
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\nMy sweet SkyGirl.
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\nToday’s attempt at a selfie with Bella and Luna.
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\nGot my Luna hugs today too of course.
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\nI got an email on the official Danish email system. The sender was my region, that’s where all the hospital stuff comes from. So I thought, oh that must be the results of the MRI scan! And I go to look. And it’s not. It was an invitation to participate in a study about how blueberries affect blood sugar and other things for diabetics.
\nOoh kay then. I’m sure that’s a worthy cause, but i’m not really feeling up for being in medical studies right now. And also I want the results of my MRI scan already. Well, tomorrow it will be two weeks. So I should have something by tomorrow. Right? I bet I won’t! And I bet the results will show nothing useful. And I bet the sleep EEG won’t either. Maybe I’m blueberry deficient.
\nI am just feeling tired and hopeless, bleh bleh.
\nI do love blueberries. Although I like to call them blubberies.
\nBut that’s neither here nor dear.
\n6\/10 2026<\/a>
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\nThink goat thoughts.
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\nToday is Depression Screening Day and Taco Day.
\nI have plenty of one of those, and none of the other.
\nYou do the math.
\n6\/10 2026<\/a>
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