Llamas, Together at Last (Sort of)

It all started last night when The Farmer and I went out of do chores. We have a routine, and things get done just fine as long as we stay with the routine. When it gets interrupted... no guarantees what happens!

Part of that routine involves me putting out feed for our new llama guy, Samson, plus the sheep and goats, while The Farmer feeds our lady llama, Keira. She is in the same night pen as the goats, and if someone doesn't stand guard, they'd come and eat her food, then go eat theirs.

Samson learned to go in his pen when he sees me with the feed bucket the second day he was here. What a smart guy! Then Farmer opens the gate, and Keira and the older goats come running into their adjoining pen lickety-split. They know it's dinner time! The two little kids aren't always as prompt. They're still playing somewhere and not interested in what the adults are doing.

We have much more fun off playing by ourselves than always following after Mama!

When the older goats ran in last night, only one little kid followed, but we could hear the other one bawling loudly somewhere. When we finally located him, we saw he'd gotten himself into a real predicament.

He'd obviously been playing on The Farmer's lawnmower. Little goat kids LOVE to climb and play on anything they can find. The only trouble is when he jumped down, he managed to catch his foot and was stuck fast.

I must say, it took real talent, because as you can see in the picture to the right, he had to jump down at just the right angle for his foot to go in there. The only trouble is that once he was down, his leg was at the wrong angle and he couldn't get it back out.

But then, neither could we!

The Farmer finally had to get a pair of pliers and pull back the metal far enough to get the little rascal's foot loose.

Needless to say, our usual routine got lost in the rescue operations. That's probably why when I went out to do chores this morning, this is what I saw:

Uh-oh! Two llamas in ONE pen!

Well, surprise, surprise! I guess I forgot to walk over and shut the gate to Samson's pen last night after putting his feed bucket in place. Instead, I was homing in on the distress call from the little goat kid, and my routine came unglued.

The good news is they don't seem to be fighting. The bad news is I don't know if they've gotten romantic either, and I feel a little guilty not being there to keep check on them the first time they were both in the same pen.

If I were a betting woman, I'd guess Samson is still looking for love, cause Keira keeps her distance. Whenever he gets within a few feet of her, she skitters off in another direction. She's still not sure what to make of this new furball who thinks he wants to get up close and personal!

It's still a game of hide and seek - Keira hides, and Samson keeps seeking!