Goat

 Yesterday's today didn't get any better, after chasing the goat out of the house, and getting it back to my neighbour Stitch and I went back to our house, the trouble was that when we went back out for our morning walk the goat was back, and where we went it went, I just couldn't see me walking a dog and a goat, every time I called Stitch the goat would come running, the dog thought it was being chased, and if the goat stopped the dog would chase it, eventually I calmed them both down and lead the goat back to it's garden again, Stitch and I lead from behind, and being down wind of that thing when it had wind was really not pleasant. It really is a good goat, quite well trained to come when called and follow when asked but it just gives me that beady eye and I want to hide under a bush, friendly or not I don't need a goat for a  pal.

Poor Stitch has an icky belly which in part is probably due to the new supplement oil he was given yesterday, pooper scooping really isn't my favourite past time but even worse when your dog has an upset stomach, oh and worse wind than the goat, which I'm thankful that we didn't have anymore visits from.  All I really did was sort the house yesterday as the washing machine now has an odour like minking food, I bleached it, I 60 degree washed it, and added vinegar and now I'm undertaking a 90 degree wash with bleach and vinegar, oh and I emptied the drain thing down the bottom, surely our new house with all its fancy gadgets has got to be better than this, I wouldn't mind but the washer is Bosch and I always thought they were quite good, but by god do they stink...

My beloved still has long hair, mainly because for the life of me I couldn't think where I would get clippers from, normally I would get them in Boots but they haven't travelled to Cyprus yet so I keep searching and my beloved keeps moaning that if his hair gets any longer it will need braiding.