I think I’d like a Chulengo!

I was really worried about Little Star yesterday but today she is much better and has already had twice the amount of milk she had yesterday.  I had lots of email suggestions from other breeders about what I could do and I shall be following up those ideas.  One gentleman also has guanacos and the babies are called chulengo - I didn’t know that, a lovely name.  I think I might like a chulengo!

The girls are still enjoying their feeder and were all round it again this morning.  Every now and then Bert and Sherbert get a bit possesive and lie along side it warning everyone else off but then they have all now managed to find an even better hay feeder —–

We had forgotten to put the fence back round the hay and they took full advantage!

I can forgive Sherbert and Bert anything at the moment.  Bert is so good with her baby - can’t feed it but really looks after it and doesn’t mind what I do with it.  Sherbert was getting horribly thin and had a worm problem.  Her poo has always been sloppy since we got her but today she produced lovely, normal pellets!  The Cydectin must have done the trick - we will do another sample for the vet soon.

I have got the most terrible toothache at the moment.  I went for a filling a while ago and the Dentist just put in a temporary filling and said we had to wait and see if it needed root canal work.  He did explain why but he is Polish and has a heavy accent; he is a lovely dentist except I cannot understand most of what he says and I am in such a hurry to get out of his chair I never ask him to repeat himself.  Last time Carl went he had no idea what he was saying and just grinned manically and smiled only realising once the drilling had started that the dentist had actually asked him if he wanted an injection and he had said no!  I  went over to help Mum with paperwork today, so Sam has been on alpaca watch and feed duties,  and she gave me part of Dad’s aspirin stash which has helped.  I don’t know why Dad had so many aspirin - he only ever took paracetamol, strange, there were boxes and boxes of them!

Mum was not all down, she had phoned a cousin last night only to be told by her husband that she was at Karate lessons which seemed a strange  place to be (I think he meant Pilates) and for some reason the husband, who I shall refer to as The Elephant Man, referred to me as Neptune.  I am puzzling whether it was a comment on my hair or perhaps I smelt fishy!

The boys are out in the shed at the moment ’sorting out’ the quad.  For some inexplicable reason this means I now have a hand brake which has transformed itself into reverse gear and a foot brake on just one side.  Well that is what I think they said has happened, goodness knows how the mammoth management of waste will go tomorrow.  I also have to make cakes - I have 32 eggs to cope with!!

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