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Scarlett, Clover and Peter Pan arrive

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26 Nov

Those alpacas were holding out for something, we didn’t know what!  But on the Sunday that my parents and Ged’s parents were here for lunch (6.11.11) in the afternoon I had a little whisper of intuition an took the car down the river flat to see what I could see.

There was Tara with a live baby hanging out of her.  It was the weirdest sight – all neck and spindly forelegs and two wall eyes.  She was humming piteously while Tara hummed back at her so they were obviously talking their way through the business of birth.  Tara was either resting before the next wave of pushing or stuck because she wasn’t doing anything.  I raced back to tell the others and then back to check on our big girl.  After a few minutes it seemed that the baby must be stuck as its colour was fading somewhat.  Time for midwife Sophie to pull and so I did.  I think the chest area was stuck because it was hard work and only once I started pulling did Tara start pushing again.  It wasn’t long before we had a big baby girl on the ground.  We called her Scarlett because she came out of Tara and she had a big birth splash of blood on her til it rained that night.

It was wonderful to sit on the grass on what was a very hot day and watch those first tentative moments of life.  It is a miracle every time.  And one this time that I shared with my Mother who wasn’t here when I birthed her little grandson miracle here at Avalon.

The Alpacas are very curious and welcoming of each newcomer to the herd and lick and look after the baby while the Mama eats and rests and recovers her strength.  Each ‘packer’ comes over to say hi and see what has happened and make contact with the new bub while it recovers from the shock of birth and slowly finds its feet (living on a farm you soon learn where all these old expressions we take for granted come from!)

Scarlett is not beautiful like her namesake but I am sure she will grow into her skin.  She is a big girl like her Mama and pure white.  I don’t know whether she is blind or not or just wall eyed.

When we came home from Playgroup on Wednesday 9.11.11 we had another one!  Blossom who is old and wise and has seen and done it all before just quietly produced the most beautiful of little girls while we were gone.  Clover is a stunner and friendly and sweet and curious and charming.  Warm honey colour all over and a delight in every way (we are all very in love with her!)

On Saturday 12.11.11 we were going in to Port Macquarie to stay with Mummy and Daddy at The Observatory for the night.  It was a blisteringly hot day and the usual mad panic rush trying to get everything done and organised before we could leave the farm in the capable hands of the Wwoofers.  I was just going to go for a very quick trot around ‘the other side’ when I saw all the alpacas nosing something on the ground on the hill above the office.  Sure enough, Wendy had FINALLY (a year to the day after insemination) given birth to a sweet little boy who was very grubby from rolling in the dust bowl under the tree but it was a great feeling to leave knowing we had three little babies safely landed on the ground and suckling . . . at last!

We do love our alpacas and I can see that this herd will just grow and grow . . . particularly since Orlando is determined to making it so by clambering onto each of these recently relieved of their baby ladies and singing them sweet songs of love . . .

The children are all in clover!

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13 Oct

Tinkerbell has been locked up behind the house for a couple of weeks now as she has laminitis.  She was therefore present for the birth of the baby who will love, master and live with her into her dotage.  She just lay by the back door all through labour and didn’t call out for Baby or make a fuss about her confinement like she normally does as soon as the sun is up.  Instead she was quiet, present and contemplative until Benjamin was safely birthed into her world.

Then Baby came down with it!  First time ever and the result of a crazy clover season.  We all have hundreds of acres of clover at the moment – too much, too rich, for all the stock.  It would seem that after all that rain and our two floods, after ten years of drought, all the dormant seeds in the ground are thriving.  So now we have Two ponies locked up in a very small section of the house paddock, and then, just when Tinkerbell was getting better, she became a three legged horse, literally hopping, and in despair I called the vet out.  She had been up to her normal Houdini escapologist tricks and somehow had severely injured her hip.  That’ll teach her, you would think, not Tinkerbell . . . she may only be hopping but she can still get out!  Electric fence put paid to her shenanigans but what with a new baby, two sick ponies and a dog who is definitely not getting enough attention I was pretty close to reaching the end of my tether . . . !
Macca came and weighed Ben and he has put on HALF A KILO – pretty impressive . . . there’s goodness in them there boobies after all!  There’s no doubt that Master Love is a tit man – those big blue eyes light up every time the milk bar opens and he starts licking his lips . . . I am trying to teach him that it is good etiquette to kiss the girls first, not go straight for the boob!!
And I have discovered that he is a complete groover – he has moves, he has rhythm, he LOVES to dance with his Mummy – will get Ged to take pictures.
All my plans of having three months off work went pretty much straight out of the window and we were working three days after the birth (pretty impressive!) and am now just squeezing it in between feeds – so on a good day I might get two or three solid hours of work under my belt – keeps me on my toes!
Ged went back to work this week, although he had done about 4 days work during his two weeks paternity leave so it didn’t feel like a holiday and nothing got done on the farm, but he and Benjamin just adore each other and he is in charge of winding and soothing the little man, and I take care of the input and while he is at home, the output is all his!!
Gotta go, I hear His Master’s Voice . . .