So one hot summer's afternoon in June 2010 our six handsome boys came home....each with their own personality.
Parnell, the pushy, "HERE I AM" alpaca. The first to come running, especially if he even remotely thinks that there may be a treat or a belly rub in it for him.
Wellington, the loving old soul who will eat from your hand but would much prefer to shower you with kisses.
Tyrone, the strong silent type who is friendly enough to eat from your hand, but much prefers to stand back and quietly take note of all the comings and goings on the farm. That is unless you come within two feet of the paddock with a running garden hose....then he is ALL OVER YOU!
Vincent, the smallest of our herd, who constantly proves to us that what he lacks in size he more than makes up for in curiousity. This of course means he is usually the one who finds the burr bush first.
Usairus, the stuck up alpaca who, although he will eat out your hand under just the right circumstances, has absolutely no tolerance for you touching him. The boy who is constantly trying to prove to the others that he, and he alone, is boss around here! Unfortunately for Usairus, he is also the brother of Windsor, our sixth boy, who is more than ready to prove to his brother that in no way is he the boss around JADA Farms.
Yes Windsor, the gorgeous alpaca who is covered in the thickest, most gorgeous light fawn fleece and who doesn't doubt for a minute that he IS the King of JADA Farms. Not only is he convinced of it, he is also quite prepared to prove it to anyone who even thinks of doubting it.
Yes, there he is...Mr. I Have The Most Gorgeous Fleece...and according to look on poor Vincent's little black face, he is no doubt getting ready to push Vincent out of the way of his close-up.
We have gotten used to the fact that when it comes to Windsor, there is a "you don't touch me, I don't touch you" rule. The only exception to this is when you are putting a halter on him to lead him somewhere. He is more than happy to let you touch him then so that he can parade around and show off.
Then, tonight, the unspeakable happened! I was out in the barn doing chores, filling their feed dishes when I turned around and there stood Windsor. Before I knew it he leaned towards me and did the one thing I had almost given up hope of....WINDSOR ATE FROM MY HAND!
Figures...not a soul around with a camera....oh well, he and I both know it happened!!