They sure are cute. That is about all I could tell you about alpacas before yesterday morning! All Doug and I knew is we wanted one, or two, or fifty-five, but we’ll stick with two. They look like marionettes who have lost their strings. They hum. Mmmm. They are very sweet and timid. We have been to every alpaca festival in a twenty mile radius for the past two years.
A lot of people confuse alpacas for llamas. I cannot tell you how many people have warned us about our upcoming alpacas! Llamas are bred to be guard animals. They are the junkyard dog of the barnyard world. I have met very sweet llamas, but most are aloof and on the job 24/7.
Alpacas are skittish prey animals that provide the most luxurious fiber. Imagine fiber as warm as wool but as soft as fleece. My spinning wheel is waiting to make plush yarn that I will knit into soft, warm sweaters, hats, gloves, scarves, and socks. As soon as I master spinning….and knitting…and taking care of alpacas. They get sheared in the spring.
They can be snuggly though, I just had to learn how to handle them. My first inclination was to pat their soft heads. Which they immediately balked against being quite head shy. We were told to reach out to their necks (this is easiest when they are on a harness) and put our face near theirs (which seemed aggressive, but apparently not) and blow softly into their face. Softly, mind you, no talking, or excessive blowing. They return the gesture with a soft kiss. Delightful. Thank God they don’t have the bad breath that llamas do.
We practiced cornering the two we are taking home Sunday and getting a harness on them. Then we learned how to lead them around, then how to take the harness off again, all while keeping the seemingly upper hand. Gentle does it with alpacas, and they responded well to us.
We clipped nails. I couldn’t have imagined what the bottoms of their feet looked like. I assumed a hoof or something. But there is actually a large pad, much like a dog’s main pad on the bottom of their feet, with two nails that also look like a large dog’s. We have to clip them with pruners and put a bit of muscle into it (which automatically made that Doug’s job) keeping them even with the pad. They have a quick like cat’s and dog’s nails so we have to take care not to get overambitious.
We watched Natali, our three year old alpaca that we are getting, get gelded. Sorry bud. They were worried that as he gets a little older he will try to overpower the one year old, Ferdinand. Which would be awkward and inappropriate having an alpaca attempting to ride the other around the back yard. Snip. Snip.
This last week we were busy finishing their shelter. We have to be pretty creative around here. Remember, we live in town and cannot just erect full sheds and structures without permits and such. We also don’t have a lot of money to spend on it. So we viewed the space between the garage and the chicken coop with new light. 2x4s had been placed there when we moved in to stabilize the chicken coop. It provided a place to put old metal sheeting on top to make a roof. We then placed corn stalks from the garden on top to provide cushioning from sound (like hail or hard rain, spookable animals, remember) and then covered everything with a tarp that was securely fastened to the first board. Another was added that hung down the back. We stacked straw bales along the tarp to create a wall. A nice, snug, weather proof, wall that the chickens are enjoying nibbling. We now have a shelter. We have bowls. We are so ready for the boys to come home Sunday!