Claire said I should do a blog about the new birth on the farm. Did you hear that? Yup...new birth. And I know you're probably asking yourself right now...as I did....who authorized that? Because let me tell you, I, Lucky Nickel, did NOT sign off on any paperwork on this. I would definitely remember having done that, because it would have taken some deep goat thoughts on my part, to decide if I felt that was a good idea or not. You remember the other llama baby we had back in January? His name is Stormy.
But, you know, Claire is the provider of the treats. So I feel a little obligated about this "announcement" that she wants me to do. I will try to be nice about it.
So, suddenly, before I even knew what was happening, there was a kerfuffle over towards the area of the llamas. I could have told Claire what was going on, but ooooh no, she was in the house studying, and you know if you bother her while she is studying, she gets this mad face on and has a little fit and comes outside waving her arms around and complaining about too much bleating. Well, I could have told her, but I thought better of it.
Later when she comes outside, she goes all ballistic about this thing in the llama pen. I had to come over and pretend to be surprised. "Oh gee, when did that get there?"
Seriously, look at this. What is there to squeal about when this creature can't even stand properly on its own 4 feet? How clumsy can an animal be? I never did this...
Oh yeah. Claire says the cria has "such beautiful eyes" and she looks all gooey when she says that, like she might melt or something. Whatever.