Yep, this one is due tonight. He is the first of the 13 Icelandic Yule lads to arrive and his name translated is Stiff Legs or Sheep-Cop-Clod. He loves to suck milk from the sheep, but his stiff legs always get in the way. It is cold and wet and dark outside... So along the way he probably figured that it would be easier to just steal a little milk from us humans and tonight he will come and try to get that sip he so desperately wants. Hope it is not my fridge he is gonna roam, but just in case: I went down to the store and bought fresh milk. Always good to be on the safe side. For all concerned, it is better that I am off to bed now, because it is almost midnight and I have no intentions of coming between a troll and his milk.