Finally…

The alpacas have arrived. There was what I can only describe as an horrific turn on events at the last minute. The lovely little brown boy (and 7 of his herd-mates, including the main stud alpaca and a little grey male my dad had his heart set on) fell victim to a dog attack last week. Such an awful, distressing thing to happen to these gentle animals, and their caring, compassionate and equally as gentle owners.

So instead of a chocolate brown boy, we have a little grey boy. Meet Pedro.

Yes, that’s him, peeking out of a campervan.

And out he leaps, ready to join his big half brother Monkey George.

That’s Monkey George on the left.

Now I know it looks like we can’t count (1 plus 1 does not equal 5), but there are a couple of extras here to help Monkey and Pedro settle in. On the right is Coralea and her 6 month old boy, and with her back to camera is Minnie. Minnie is 18 and pregnant with her umpteenth baby. She’s a tough chick (and Pedro and Monkey’s mum).

They settled in straight away and are an absolute delight. Their gentle noises to each other, their curiosity and their calmness are a wonder to me. It’s so exciting getting to know not just 5 new animals, but a new species that I have only known and admired from a distance.

It’s been a long journey to get them here. 8 months of setbacks and delays, of fires and illness, but it is so good to see them here, and have them join our family.

Catch ya…
K

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