One of the goats that lives near me (as I live in a veritable sanctuary of wildlife) gave birth to a couple of kids - at the left of the photo - a few days ago. When I went on my walk yesterday I took some photos. Naturally, they were sitting as far away from me as they could get, and not even my encouraging calls of “Goats!” could get them to come over. So the photos aren’t as good as I’d have hoped, but maybe I’ll be able to get a better one another time. The ones I took with the flash on were pretty cool, since it reflected off the eyes of some of them and made them look possessed. Goats have weird eyes anyway, with their oblong pupils, but this was just a cool Psycho Goat look.

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There’s a guy at work who’s really pissing me off at the moment. Do you remember that episode of The Simpsons with Frank Grimes? I feel like the guy at work is Homer and I’m Grimey, and that one day I’m going to go totally lose it and end up electrocuting myself.

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I watched the final episode of Grumpy Old Women last night. What a great show! It’s a British show where a bunch of women aged in their 40s and up say what irritates them (usually about ‘young people’, but also about being ‘older’). Most of them I’ve never heard of, except for Jilly Cooper and Germaine Greer. I found myself agreeing with a lot of the things they said, which I guess makes me a Grump Old Woman myself, but they honestly did raise some valid points! I wish I’d seen the whole series - I only saw the final two episodes. I hate it when that happens.

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My final thought is a little indelicate - I’ve been wondering about it for a while, but didn’t really know how to put it. So, just in case you’d rather not read about bodily functions (but why wouldn’t you want to, really?!) I’ll hide it…

Why is it that you (meaning people in general) feel so good just after you’ve done #2 (hey - I did warn you)? I watched a program a while ago now where a guy had a colonic irrigation, and afterwards he said he just felt euphoric, and couldn’t stop smiling. While I doubt I would ever go so far as to have a colonic irrigation done (I really don’t want to see everything I’ve eaten in the last however long floating through a tube attached to my arse), I understand what he means. I get that same feeling. Well, not euphoria, more of a “DAMN I feel good now!” feeling. I wonder what it is about having just got rid of everything (desperately trying to think of a ‘nice’ way to put that) that makes you feel that way? Are some sort of chemicals produced or something? And it’s not just restricted to humans - it also happens to one of my cats. We can always tell when she’s been to the toilet because she runs around the house like a mad thing. It’s as if she’s suddenly got a new lease on life. Can anyone enlighten me?