Showing posts with label Annaschea. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Annaschea. Show all posts

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Can They Fly?

There are good days and then there are GREAT days. Today was a great day at Arrow Acres Farm.


We welcomed a new member of the herd! 

 
Arrow Acres Sacagawea "Wea" gave birth to a healthy baby GIRL! Yes after 7 grandsons and 7 male crias in a row my parents have been blessed with a girl. Not only is she a girl she is a gray girl!

 
Obviously the rest of the herd was just as excited as we were!

 
When my parents started with their alpaca venture my grandmother "Mommom" was going through a difficult time with her health. She was spending a lot of time in the hospital and then to rehab and then back to the hospital. Old age wasn't kind to her body, but her Spirit never grew old. Unfortunately they didn't age at the same rate.

 
So while she was spending all this time in the hospital my mom was by her side. They talked about my mom's alpacas and it was a great thing to focus on during such a difficult time. My grandmother told all the nurses and doctors about the alpacas. If you ever met my grandmother you would instantly love her and know she had a thing about her that glowed. It was infectious.

 
As her health declined and she was put on more and more pain medications she asked my mother one day in the hospital "Dee Dee do the alpacas fly?"  This brought my mother to tears she was laughing so hard. Her response was, "No they don't fly!!!"


Realizing that my grandmother had never actually seen an alpaca, despite all the conversations she had about them, my mom realized she had to do something about that. So she brought her a small alpaca toy.  She kept that alpaca with her until her last day. 
 
Before my grandmother passed away she asked to have the first cria to be named Sacajawea. My grandmother was a girl scout leader and that is the name of our local girl scout camp. Of course her request was granted and the first born cria on the farm was named in her honor.
 
So now that it was Sacajawea's turn to give birth we prayed and prayed and prayed for a gray female.  My parents are working on a gray breeding program with their alpacas. To make that program successful they need gray alpacas.  So they have been selecting just the right alpacas and making just the right matches and today they got just what they ordered!
 
 
The gestation time for an alpaca is 11-1/2 months. To me that is just about a forever wait!
 

 
There isn't anything wrong or bad about having boys. But having girls means you can breed them and make more alpacas.  In other words make and sell more alpacas.

 
Since the last 7 crias have been boys they all need some girl friends.
But not this guy.

 
Well at least for this little girl. This is her half brother. Their light rose gray father CCNF Smoke Ring has really outdone himself with these two!


He is a whole 3 weeks and already being a pesty big brother to his one and a half hour old little sister.



In a few weeks they will be able to keep up with each other and I know they will be running a muck all over the farm.
 
Geneva is also due with a CCNF Smoke Ring baby and of course our fingers are crossed for another gray girl. I told her to take a good look at the baby and make one just like her.

 
Anna you too.
 



 
If alpacas could hold and cuddle a new born I think it looks like this.




 
So Arrow Acres Bootiful made her grand entrance today and we love her!  I also enjoyed thinking of my Mommom so much today :) I thank her for Wea who was born 6/2/11 and now for her baby who was born 6/1/14. I'll make sure Wea gets a few extra carrots tomorrow for her birthday :) 

Friday, November 8, 2013

Jersey Shore Saturday Afternoon

The alpacas were a little upset that I didn't include them in the last post of the farm with all the pretty Fall colors. So I went back later that day and took some more pictures. They clearly didn't want to pose for nice pretty Fall pictures. But I took pictures anyway.
 
See them over there on the left?


This is the old barn. The alpacas don't go in there. It is storage for farm equipment, hay and tons of memories.  Back when my Uncle Mayo was alive his work shop was in there. He made lots of wonderful things. I have a little rocking chair in my living room that he made that I used as a child and now my kids use. Yup it was made right in there.


The barn is on the list of things to get fixed up.  But for now it works great at keeping the farm equipment dry and works as a great backdrop for photographing hand knits and family portraits.

 
The Apple Tree herd.


 You gotta love Ox. He did want his picture taken. Also I have to give him a congrats for his fiber earning 2nd place at the NJAC spin off last weekend. His fleece is my favorite to spin (well at least out of the fleeces I've spun so far).

 
Kal gave me the I-kinda-want-you to take my picture pose, but then went back to eating grass.

 
I was trying to get a picture of Blue, but Awan and Kigo thought it was a better idea to block him out of the shot.


There's my Blue.



Smoke couldn't figure out what I was trying to do. I was getting down low to get the tree behind him.  He wasn't sure what to make of me laying on the ground. So instead I got a puzzled alpaca and a pretty backdrop.


I feel like the girls get left out of the pictures so I went over to visit them.
 
Wdamo reminded me why the girls are usually left out of the photo shoots.


Hee Hee. They are too funny.  The sign of a pregnant girl is her ears back and they tend to be in bad moods.  Sound right?  Wdamo (above) was bred to Smoke Ring back in the Spring.  So she will be expecting one of his first crias next Spring! Very exciting.
 
Francesca on the other hand was bred this Fall to Smoke Ring.


See her ears back! That is a good sign. She was bred a few weeks ago (or so I don't know the weeks seem to blur on the farm, but don't fret my mom has the dates all written down).  If you aren't familiar with alpaca breeding stuff here is how it goes. We get the female in a pen and then we bring the male into the pen. If the girl spits, runs, kicks, says she has a headache, you know the drill. We take the girl out of the pen. She is not receptive and we try again another day. 
 
For example breeding of Annaschae & Francesca. 
So it was a typical morning of doing chores (aka picking up alpaca poop, feeding, cleaning water, etc), but my mom wanted to breed Annaschea to Smoke Ring.  Anna is a BEAST. She came from a large farm where they don't always halter train all their alpacas.  She was not halter trained. So anytime we need to halter her oh dear brace yourself she is a BEAST.  She is also one of my favorite alpacas. I can honestly tell you she has such a huge part of my heart. I have the softest spot for her. In my mind it isn't her fault she is a beast, it is just how she grew up. If she grew up on our farm she would probably still be a beast, but a more controllable beast. But she is a happy alpaca she wasn't mistreated in anyway from where she came from. It was just a larger farm. She wasn't pampered and given carrots like the rest of the spoiled alpacas on my parents farm.  But in her defense she makes a great member of the herd. I know if a predator ever came near any of the alpacas she would do everything in her power to protect everyone in the herd. It is a good quality to have and I appreciate her for that.


 
So breeding day was here and we decided to bring Smoke Ring to her instead of her to him.  We had her in the pen. We haltered Smoke Ring (who is halter trained and so gentle) and started walking to her field. The path we were taking was between the alpaca field and my parents back yard. There is a shoot with fence on each side. On the right were alpacas on the left was Harper. My parent's 100 lb chocolate lab who came charging the fence. Oh dear! Smoke Ring was jumping and kicking. My mom held onto him for dear life and I leaped over the fence faster than I even knew I was capable of. I grabbed Harper and got him into the house.  Disaster averted. Well until we saw Smoke Ring limping. He had managed to hurt himself in the ordeal and was a sorry sight. My mom was leading him up the shoot hobbling along and we couldn't decided what to do with him.  Is the beast going to eat him alive in his weakened condition???? What if she isn't in the mood and doesn't want him in her pen???? 
 
We decided to press forward and bring him in and at least see how she reacted.  When we got him into her pen he was still hobbling. Since we didn't manage to filter out all the alpacas we now how Smoke Ring, Anna, Wdamo (pregnant), Francesca (pregnant?), and Swag (he was there to learn).  Well Anna wanted nothing to do with Smoke Ring. Francesca seemed to like the big guy. But she was supposed to be pregnant and spitting at him.  Wdamo was in the corner trying to stay far away from everyone (clearly pregnant a good sign). Swag was just in the way.  We decided we weren't making any progress and decided to take Smoke Ring back to his field. But then Anna jumped up on Smoke Ring. Oh dear this is all wrong. She was mounting him, he was hurt and Francesca we was supposed to be pregnant was flirting.  We got everyone back to where they were supposed to be and went back to chores.
 
A few days later we tried it again, but this time we went to the regular breeding spot and kept Harper (the dog) in the house. (Also I should note that Smoke Ring was all over his ordeal with is soar foot. He was putting full pressure back on his foot the next day.) We put Annaschea in the pen and brought in Smoke Ring. She wasn't too happy to see him and was trying to get out. Francesca however was on the other side of the gate cushed showing signs that she wanted to be bred. So after a few minutes of Anna trying to get out of the pen, but at least not mounting Smoke Ring this time we decided to let Anna out and Francesca in. They were more than happy to let themselves in and out of the pen. So that day we bred Francesca.
 
For the next round a few days (or maybe a week I don't know I just follow orders and forget what days) later we brought both girls into the pen and then brought Smoke Ring back in. Francesca greeted Smoke Ring with a HUGE green spit right in his face. Horray!!! That is a good sign. Then Smoke headed over to Anna and she dropped like a rock. This time she was in the mood.
 
A few days ago we brought both girls back into the pen with Smoke Ring and unfortunately for Smokey all he got that day was a lot of spit.
 
So as of now Annaschea and Francesca are pregnant!

 
Well that was a little detour. You see what happens when I take pictures of the girls. Way too much info I am sure you could live without, but well I have a lot more stories like that about daily farming nonsense that I don't share so feel lucky you've been spared.
 
Okay back to the cute guys.

Bo is so stinking adorable. If you are ever sad I recommend coming over to see Bo. He will greet you with a kiss and then go run around and do something funny to make you laugh.
 

 
Stone thinks he is so tough looking with that gray face, but he is so gentle and sweet. So don't let him fool you.


 
I was trying to get the four little guys together to get them in one picture.
Arrow didn't want to participate and kept back at the barn.


Wait get back here! I want to take your picture.

 
Ono the little black guy is the youngest of the bunch.



He is getting braver about playing with the other boys and he runs around the field so fast.


In person he is so dark it is hard to see his eyes.
He is one handsome alpaca.

 
I'll be back tomorrow with a game of king of the hill with the alpacas.

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Day 18: Something New

Thank you for all your wonderful comments from my last post. I love to see all the support for knitting and fiber arts out there. I guess I was bitter because I had to agree with her just to end the conversation.  I feel much better now :)
 
 
Day 18: Something New
 
A new cria was born this morning at the farm!
 
We named him Mr. Bates. Yes like Mr. Bates from Downton Abbey.
 
 
The welcoming committee came over to say hi.
 

Swag is very happy to have a new buddy. My mom said he spent the morning right next to Maggie looking at her rear like he was waiting for his new friend.


 

 
He was up and walking so fast! After the ordeal with Swag and the splints and the not walking, nursing.... it was so nice to see him up and about so fast. 


It didn't take him long to find the milk bar. Woo hoo all on his own.


 
My sister brought him in to get weighed. His mom Maggie is doing a great job so far.





 
And in other news Swag is running around the field like crazy. Isn't he so cute.

 
Oh and Blue said I don't blog about him enough so here are some pictures of him.
 
 
Sheering day is quickly approaching and I can't wait to have his fiber! It will be the first time I will have his fleece and I can't wait to turn it into yarn.  Oh what will I knit?