We're gonners

So we visited the alp*ca farm this week. Oh My Goodness. This was the first look we got from them. Do you get the feeling they're interested in these visitors?

We fell in love with all 22 of them and their handlers.

Here's the newborn, he's called P-boy. Each one gets a name of the alphabet in birth order, so he may become Phineas or Phillip or Percival? He's so adorable.

Jean brings him up for a closer look. Mama is pretty ornery we find out later.

He's sort of like a calf, sort of like a puppy, sort of ... irresistable.

We quickly learn the neck is sort of a handle on these guys.

Awwwww.

The others were patiently waiting to be introduced.

This might have been Beatrice.

Was this Abigail?

These 2 are teenagers, or yearlings.

And this would be the sire, thank you very much for asking.

The baby was very excited that he got to go out in the big pasture for the first time while we watched.

And as predicted he did his little happy dance for us, it's called "pronking". I thought the poor little guy would get his legs twisted together. He was so excited.

Mama wishes we would just leave now.

We learned tons of things about how to take care of our 2 boys at home.

And we're hoping that very soon they will trust us enough to eat out of our hands.

We took along a bag of those yummy pellets to work their magic.