Alpacas in the mist.
America, meet Captain Jack:
Yesterday Geoff went out past Fort Knox to “just go see” an Alpaca. The interns and I went in to town to see a movie with some friends. When we got home, after dark, we cast our bets as to whether or not Geoff had come home with a new animal. Our hearts said yes, of course Geoff picked up a new creature for the farm, but we mistakenly let logic enter into our decision making. As we got out of my car we checked the back of Geoff’s truck for evidence that an animal had been in there, like some alpaca poop. Not seeing any we entered the house disappointed. “So you didn’t get the alpaca, huh.”
“We looked, there’s no poop. No poop, no alpaca, right?”
“Um, no. I got the alpaca. He’s out back.”
And that is how we learned that Captain Jack had entered our lives. It’s also how we learned that Jack is not a nervous pooper. Jack’s former owners run a bed and breakfast. They had two male alpacas that were BFFs until they introduced some lady alpacas into the picture. Evidently the boys got jealous of each other and started to get into fights. Jack is a gelding (meaning his cha-cha has been modified so he can’t make babies) and was at a little bit of a disadvantage in the turf war. Because Jack can’t make babies he was the natural candidate to put up for adoption. Now he lives with us.
So far Jack is doing great at GLR. He is friendly, even tempered, and very alert. In stature he is about five feet tall and all neck. He has a pretty pimp hairdo and looks like he takes hair fashion seriously. He and the goats have become fast friends.
I had made up my mind that I was not going to get to attached to our latest livestock guardian animal, but I can’t help it. The captain has already wormed his way into my heart. We are hoping to have more luck with livestock guardian alpacas than we did with the dog. Farm life is unpredictable though, so only time will tell.