Shearing Days

Our Alpacas went off to be sheared on Monday and Tuesday. We had to round them up, get them into the barn, put halters on the three brown ones, then get them out of the barn and into the van. Sounds simple.

They were very stressed, and bucked about a lot. I held onto the haltered ones while the others were having theirs put on. There was lots of squealing and pitiful crying. Poor things were very frightened, and did a lot of jumping and pulling on the lead. We got the two younger ones into the van, but the older one didn’t want any of it and plopped herself down on the ground. She’s got some mule genes in here somewhere. Once they were all in the van I had to head off to work while Darlene and Lee went to the Mill for the shearing.

We did it all again the next day with the white ones, two of which are heavily pregnant.

Over at the mill it was very hectic. Lots of people there to hold the alpacas while they were sheared, then to sort the fleece.