Oh what a wonderful morning! The first thing I usually do is open my curtains to spy on the animals to see if they are being naughty or nice! This morning they have decided to be naughty!
I see Sweetie, our black Llama, in the front field, where she is NOT suppose to be! NOT A GOOD SIGN! I quickly get dressed and run out the non-stop swinging door, which I seem to be doing a lot lately. I can now see Sparky, the Tank and Dunkay in the Llama field, a very bad sign. I don’t see our boy Llamas Stormy and Sammie, or Lincoln, my Alpaca, an ‘Oh NO’ sign!
I sprint to the barn where I hear two Llamas fighting and Lincoln is now running to the back field screaming … I didn’t know Alpacas can scream! It’s an eerie sound, nothing like their warning call. In the barn are two full-grown male Llamas that out weigh me by 150 pounds each, fighting, making sounds that would make a grown man stop and back away praying that they don’t see him!
I have to form a plan, quickly. Do I let them fight their way out of the barn, or do I yell like a crazy lady waving my arms outside where people can see me? I yell. They both stop, look at me, look back at each other, then back at me. I swear they both had a look of amusement on their faces. After sharing a laugh between themselves, they decided to go back doing what boy Llamas do best … fight.
I gave up. I trudged my way through the thick mud to the back field and chased two horses and a donkey back into their own pasture. Meantime Lincoln is in the corner of the fence panicking, wailing out his distress sounds. Both goats are in the barn hiding under the food bin and the kitties are going about cat business, they want to be fed … now!
Stormy decided that he had had enough of Sammy and searches for Lincoln, which got him out of the barn. He galloped over to where Lincoln was trembling, then chased him along the fence. A grunting Llama with his head close to the behind of a screaming Alpaca! Oh, where was my camera! While those two were running back and forth, it gave me a chance to herd both girl Llamas into the side yard with the promise of tasty grain.
Lincoln runs back to the barn with an angry Llama snipping and spitting close behind! By the grace of God, I got Sammy and Lincoln into a pen (where the goats were hiding) and shut the gate to keep Stormy from biting them!
Now I have two girl Llamas in one field, two horses and a donkey in another with an unhappy boy llama running from barn to pasture where his girls are. Now all I have to do is trick three Lamas into their own territory! HA! With a cup full of desirable grain, a slide of the hand on the gate, along with a few herding tricks that involves out stretched arms mixed with my own animal noises, they are back where they belong! I shut everybody into their rightful places and inspect for damage inside the barn. Not too bad, they didn’t consume all the grain, two hay bales were toppled, the chicken and cat food I left out last night had been eaten, and only two piles of horse poop in the main area.
I gave the horses their pills and fed chickens along with kitties, I scolded everybody for being bad boys and girls, which doesn’t do me any good, they only stare back with blank expressions. I will keep a close eye on the herd today. If they worked the inside gate open once, they will surely do it again.
This is Stormy trying to jump the fence to get at Sammie.
