It's where I first became interested in Alpaca.
We dove past this farm, and I fell in love.
It was fall,
they were wearing their fleece and they were so cute and fluffy.
The farm owner John was super nice, and explained so much to me about their lifestyle.
On this day, they have recently been sheared for summer,
they are much thinner in appearance.
We were able to feed them...
they do not have upper teeth, they do not bite.
They do not usually spit either.
They can, but they only spit when they feel threatened or distressed!
I have been visiting Alpaca for many years and have never been spit on.
More on the Alpaca tomorrow...
and my encounter with James, the fisherman.
Another day in the books, today, I know what day it is!