This is me with my goat called “Mette”,
it was míne and it was the first that was mine all alone.
Being an only child for the first about 7 years of my life.
it’s the goat in the white training suit
it was my friend.
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At that time my dad was building a small new house
(behind the photographer which was my mother)
a house where it was supposed that my mothers parents
should be able to enjoy their retirement and build before
my parents and I moved to german Schleswig later that year.
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My father very much appreciated his mother in law
therefore, he built the house in his free time
together with 2 bricklayers and one unskilled workman.
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The goat and I was very curious and watched very interested
in the construction of the house all the time
the workman didn’t like children and even less goats.
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Both the goat and I worried us really if they did it well enough
because we really so much appreciate our sweet grandmother
(and she appreciated her grandson – me)
so nothing was too good for her.
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The workman was always very annoyed with us
although we didn’t bother their building work
he was actually very unfair when the other ones didn’t notice it.
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When he came running with his wheelbarrow with mortar or bricks
so we had to jump for our lives not to be run over.
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Then it was too much for the goat
so when he drove the wheelbarrow up a board to enter the house
then took the goat inlet and butted him in the ass
so he toppled with a load
the other men laughed very loudly
but the workman disliked us even more
but we won at last.
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I was proud as only a 5 year old can be – the goat was mine.
In the danish language if something goes really wrong.
Then it said “der gik ged i det”
(“it went into goat” which meaning that it fails).
That was the way it went that day.
Le Drake Noir 