Monday, April 23, 2007
I want an alpaca farm
I decided today that 1) I need to take up knitting and 2) I need an alpaca farm.
What? You think that's a bit rash? Well, it'll be awhile before I'm willing to plunk down $30k for an animal, but I'm unable to stop myself from thinking about where to put my herd on the Montana property.
My mother-in-law's here and we wanted to show her around a bit -- and we stopped at an alpaca farm. We were there last fall, and some yearnings arose even then, but today they displaced all rational thought.
Have you ever felt an alpaca, gently rested your hand on its fleece? It's like plunging your fingers into shredded silk. Of course, they look absurd once they've been sheared, like little stick figure animals. But they're incredibly gentle, and quite happy to see you, if a little dippy. They actually remind me of some dogs I've owned. That might be my only problem with an alpaca farm -- I'd be quite tempted to let them inside, and then I'd end up with alpaca turds on my carpet.
Perhaps they can be housebroken?