#alpacas
Camille Vasquez my beautiful queen
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alpacas!!
Good afternoon my friends! how have you been? how is life? are you living it to the fullest? I hope so! What can I say, the business continues with uni but one must not forget to have fun along the way!
I have been more sociable since the last time I posted and I feel like I am a better person for it! It began with our society, the Rock Society, doing a collaboration with the L.G.B.T Society by hosting our event ‘Classic Rock Rewind.’ It was a pleasure to do the collab with such an amazing bunch of people and I had my first experience of the drinking game Race Boat… or at least that’s the name I remember taking from it! I am sorry about the blurriness of the photo but here is our ‘before the race’ take…
After catching up with a friend and getting into a heated conversation about The Greatest Showman and how amazing the movie is – not to mention, how hot Hugh Jackman and Zac Efron are in it, I went for a night of bowling with some members of our society and never lost for once! But the one event I looked forward to the most my friends, was the Alpacalypse! or as stated in my title – Mission Alpacatine!
As it has done so for the past few days, the snow that began this morning signalled alarm bells in my soul. Would I never get to pet an alpaca in my last semester of uni? has the excitement built up for this very day, all be for nothing? No, this would not be the day that the alpaca’s would loose out to this Scottish weather, and true enough, a friend and I stood like soldiers on the freezing cold battlefield, both anxious and excited for the alpacalypse to arrive… and it did…
Observe the two cream ones… already eyeing up their helpless victims, like they already know who will win this battle… Our adopted alpaca was called Arti, I believe he was the sassiest one there…
For those still new to my blog, I’m the one in the second photo, I had to bend down since Arti was adamant about eating the grass for the foreseeable future! All in all, I would say waking up just to go into uni for the ten minutes we spent with Arti was worth it and definitely a highlight of my uni life! Alpacas for life yo!
Anyways, that’s about it for this week, until next time friends! take care and love alpacas ~*
Mission: Alpacatine ~* Good afternoon my friends! how have you been? how is life? are you living it to the fullest?Cows are starting to be let out of their winter lodgings and we’ve been hearing cow bells in the distance for a couple of weeks now, it’s such a pleasant and summery sound. The pasture next to mine was still empty, but the owner came to check the fence and the water trough a few days ago, so I was expecting new neighbours imminently.
This morning I went on a walk with Pandolf and when we came home we could hear cow bells, but a lot more distinctly than before. I immediately went to check our neighbouring pasture, and
!!!!!
People who were around last year will probably remember how Pandolf feels about cows. They are his love and light. Cows give meaning to his life.
He was vibrating with excitement but he still very obediently went around the pasture with me (so as not to startle the cows from behind) and waited until I said “vas-y !” to walk up to them.
The cow leader came to meet him halfway. It was all very civil and the rest of the herd looked completely chill so I let Pandolf run free, and
—he ran 3 enthusiastic circles around them to let them know he is a herding dog and he loves them and will protect them with his life, then started running full-speed all over the pasture in all directions just to exteriorise his IMMENSE DELIGHT. I was ready to call him if he freaked the cows out, but instead they looked at him curiously, then one cow started chasing him with equal zest and the entire herd followed.
This is the best day of Pandolf’s life.
The baby llamas on the other side of the fence looked cautiously intrigued, having never met a cow before. (You can maybe glimpse the cows in the middle-right of the below pic if you follow the babies’ eye line—they just kept staring and staring)
Pampelune: “Don’t spy on the neighbours, children, it’s rude.”
(She has to teach both kids manners because Pampe does not care to do that at all.)
I called Pandolf back so the neighbours could go back to ruminating in peace, and I was like “How do we feel about cows” and he looked at me like this