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Friday, February 1, 2013

What am I? Chopped liver?

Some of you remember that I have a llama.  She has noticed that the camera has been pointed in every direction but hers. 

Is that your camera pointed at me? (Nose close-up
for Jane.)

About bloody time!

Do I stick my nose in your food?  Back off, girlfriend...
Much better.
Apria is a far cry from my boy, Hoosier.  She's bigger, crankier, and much more camel-like.  Some of it may have to do with the fact that she's mostly blind.  Some of it may have to do with the fact that she's middle-aged (just ask me how I know this to be true).  Some of it may have to do with the fact that she's just spitting distance from her nasty-camel relatives in the gene pool.  This spring, I have to have her hooves trimmed.  HAVE to.  I may need to call the zoo and have them send out the guy with the rhino tranquilizer dart gun.  At least my shearer had vision of foresight and sheared her closely enough that we can squeeze another year in between shearings. 

While I'm not happy that the woman with whom I dealt on the llama-trade lied like a rug and took full advantage of my naive-ness, I guess Apria could have ended up in a worse place.  At least she is well-fed, she got the ten-pound matted fur coat trimmed off and we pretty much don't mess with her.  She's got her two sheep to look after, shelter and goat t.v.  What more can you ask for?

16 comments:

melanie said...

You know you can call me when it's llama-wrasslin' time...

Carolyn said...

Love the nose-shot! Are you telling me that she's not as furry 'n friendly as your pictures show her to be?

Erin said...

She definitely has a good mama and retirement home! I love how llama photos are always like they are so close they are in the camera LOL!

Tombstone Livestock said...

Love the expression in the second shot.

Jane @ Hard Work Homestead said...

Sometimes the universe really knows where to dump these creatures. I think that she was meant to find you. Sometimes something hard to love really needs a home with someone with a huge heart. And I must say that Liver has the softest, fuzziest nose I have seen in a while. I can see why that would be great therapy:)

Susan said...

And you know I will....and all your friends and family.

Susan said...

I am. I took those with the zoom lens. Heaven forbid I get CLOSE! Without her can of grain, that is.

Susan said...

Yes, we are stuck with each other, I guess :). In her case, it's less that she's interested and more that my zoom lens was a little close!

Susan said...

Their lips are incredibly expressive! Add the eyebrows and ears, and they are a riot!

Susan said...

As someone who has embraced the unembrace-able, you sure know of what you speak. I am dying to be able to touch that soft, fuzzy nose without her bolting in the opposite direction. Slowly, but surely. Maybe in about 10 years....

Mama Pea said...

Where are her rather substantial ears in the first two pictures? In attack mode because you were "in her space" with your zoom lens?

Susan said...

They ARE substantial, aren't they? And fuzzy! Yes, I am always very aware of the position of her ears. She hasn't spit at me (yet) - although her predecessor used to lob spit balls at the sheep on a regular basis. I think they (the sheep) are a little more respectful of her largeness.

Kristina said...

Those are definitely quite some ears she has. Love the photos and captions.

Sandy Livesay said...

Susan,

Sounds like your going to have a llama-wrasslin' rodeo!!! Call us Texan/Oklahoma folk, will getter done, lol......

Unknown said...

Pretty girl, man I'd hate your feed bill though! She's big!

Candy C. said...

LOVE those ears! She did get lucky finding YOU to take care of her!! :)