Feeling quite tired. It’s very cold outside, but there’s no snow. All I want to do is stay in bed.

Yes, must definitely go see my doctor soon. I told my boss that I would do it too. I hope there’s something that can be done about my medication. Although I don’t even know if my medication is to blame for the sadness coming back. But it’s worth a try. I miss being okay. Just in general.

There are still happy things though, quite a lot of them. And by that I mean: let’s have some pictures from the last couple of days at the playground.

The lamb investigated the bunny again…

And decided that it was okay for the bunny to sleep over. The bunny is called Æsel, by the way. “Donkey”. There are lots of bunnies, but most of them stay in their cages and habitats. Æsel is the old, big bunny and he walks around wherever he wants to. I remember when I first started going to the playground how I was puzzled that this bunny was just walking around outside. I guess he appreciates his freedom, who wants to sit in a cage all day?

Æsel visited the goats too.

There he is next to their water bucket. And then he decided to get comfy in their trough.

They didn’t seem to mind him being in there. But they did give him a hard time. Especially Mads.

Nobody better get in Mads’ way when there’s food around. A goat pen is a dangerous place for a bunny. Even a big bunny is still a small bunny when compared to goats.

A little lamb tongue.

I love these new lambs. They are almost my favourite lambs of all. The spotty one is so cute. Bodil said that one of them was male. I think the spotty one is the girl. And the less spotty one is the male. Why do I think so? Because the less spotty one is head-butting crazy! It’s less than a week old, but whenever you put your hand down close to its head it’ll charge at you. It’s so cute, this tiny little head clashing against your hand. So funny. I made videos of it, but even after brightening them they were too dark. Too bad. It’s priceless. They are the bravest lambs I have met. Not scared at all. But just infinitely cute.

The twins lying down. I assume they’re twins. Or maybe they’re just brother/sister. They’re not identical, but… oh well I don’t know anything about genetics and stuff. I just look at them and go “awww”. That’s all I want too.

Don’t they just look comfy? They have started baaahing too, just a little. Still with unsure voices. But if they get too far away from their mother then they’ll baah and run to her.

There’s nowt sweeter than a tiny lamb nibbling at your finger.

Yesterday there were kids at the playground. Even though it was closed for the weekend. But I guess I’m not the only one trying to sneak a little time with the animals anyway.

They borrowed my camera.

Sister and brother. Those two I see often. The boy always wants to borrow the camera. And when I say he can take one picture then he asks if he can’t take two? And then when he’s taken two then he runs around and says “just one more, I have to take one of the horses too. And the bunnies. And the..”. I’m not good at being strict. He usually gets pictures of most of the animals before I stop him.

They took a picture of Jannie.

I’ve mentioned it before, her and her family comes and feeds the animals in the weekend. They are nice, they have gotten used to me dropping by now I think. And we smile and say hello and wish each other a good weekend. The playground is the perfect place to make social contacts.

Mads seemed tired. He was lying down with his head in a bucket.

Imagine his head down in the bucket, that’s how he was sitting. At first it seemed funny and cute, but then I got a little worried because he was being very unresponsive. And the bucket was empty, he had eaten all the food from it already. I haven’t actually seen him just sit like that since summer, I think. He’s usually up and about. Jannie and her mother was worried too. I went in and sat next to him, tried to see if I could tell if anything was wrong. He just looked up at me with big, shiny eyes. It almost seemed like he was sad. I don’t know if animals can get sad, like humans. Sure they can feel bad if they’re mistreated and all that. But do they get melancholic? I don’t know. Jannie gave me a handfull of grain mix and I offered it to him. And he ate it all down just fine. Then I got up and I started fingering at my pocket, where I usually keep food. Normally he’d jump up, but it took him a little this time. He looked up at me for a while first. But he did get up, and he did start moving around and eating from the hay. And even chasing the others away a little. So maybe he was just tired. He seemed fine when I left.

It gave me the same feeling as when I found the wound on Magnethe’s back. I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to them that I had a chance to prevent.

If animals could be bottled then that would be all the medication I’d need.

There once was a lamb from Nantucket

Who was so cute that you just wanna hug it

It’s not all bad. Keep that in mind. Wear that on your sleeve.

Thank you all.

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