I will try my best to make handling me difficult for everyone else until they prove themselves worthy of my good behaviour. I will usually be a good boy for mom because I know how stubborn she is and she doesn’t let me win very often. I’m extremely smart – sometimes too smart for my own good. Don’t let my friendliness fool you, I can be quite the handful since I know I’m the biggest animal here. I think all I should do is eat and relax. She says I need the exercise because I’m overweight. Winter is my favourite season and when I’m the happiest. My mom calls me a Canadian camel because I absolutely hate the summer. I’m not sure what they mean by “my kind”… I know I’m a horse. They say my kind doesn’t belong in the cold. Mommy knows when I’ve been a bad boy because I’ll tell on myself and growl at her since I’m ashamed.
LAMA DOG HIRING FULL
I’ll be a bad boy and sneak into the feed room and eat full bags of food. I know they bring lots of treats with them, and food is my favourite thing of all time – if you can’t tell from my physique. I absolutely love it when people come to visit me. I know I’m the cutest because when I was born, I made the news. Without that surgery, I’d have to be kept away from my moms and that would be even worse. Mom says I’m more pleasant and well behaved without those. For the longest time I didn’t know what being fixed meant… I now know the horror of it as I’ve had some body parts removed. My daddy looked identical to Steve and they mixed them up at drop-off. We had some new friends come in that were supposed to be fixed, as the story goes. My human mom says that I was in a happy accident. If you bend down and stick your nose out, I’ll come and boop it. I’m very friendly and I will usually greet people when they come in the pen. I’m extremely playful and I love to play with dogs just like my mom, Luna. I think Luna was happy that Sophie took over because I was a handful. I’m Luna’s baby, but you could also call me Sophie’s baby. I’m an alpaca and turning 2 years old very soon. I’m just a bit slower than the rest of them.
I can still walk around with my friends in the pasture. Mom’s not sure if I will ever be able to go hiking again, which makes me sad. I’ve been healing from an injury this winter that’s taking much longer to heal than anticipated. I don’t know what she means by that… I just scream like I’m dying and lay flat on the ground when she tries to shave my beautiful golden hair or cut my nails. But I swear I’m just a big, sweet cuddle bug. My voice is very deep, and some people mistake it for me being not impressed, trust me I sound very different when I’m not happy. When we were living in Haute Aboujagane, our barn was next to mom’s bedroom window, and I used to love giving her a wake-up call like a rooster. I talk if I’m alone, with my friends, and even when we have company. I love going on walks, and I’m one of the fastest alpacas in the herd. We think I am a thirteen-year-old alpaca.
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