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Sunday, March 6, 2016

Princess Pumpkin the Pocket House Alpaca

"I've found hay heaven!"

Update on Pumpkin's Progress...
Sat. was a milestone day for our sweet Princess Pumpkin and frankly a huge relief for us as alpaca parents. At a little over 3 months old, Pumpkin is now 30 pounds. That may not sound like a lot for 3 month old cria, but she was born 5.5 pounds and went spend the first weeks of her life getting excited over a few ounces of weight gain. But the even bigger win was a visit to Dr. Jana to check her blood work. Pumpkin has been suffering from severe anemia from an iron deficiency. So we have been giving her supplements since Jan and hoping it would make a difference.

Back in Feb her levels had improved a tiny amount, but she was still in a bad place. After consulting with one of the universities, Dr. Jana had given us the bad news that when alpacas have very low iron levels ironically they can't absorb iron until the iron levels are normal. Apparently there is an enzyme that is not produced until the levels are normal. Evolution really messed up on that one. The solution was an iron shot. The horrible news was 1 in about 500 animals die within the first 10 minutes of the shot and another group dies of liver failure. The idea of giving this amazing soul that we have nurtured, loved and shared our lives with for the last 3 months a shot that might kill her on the spot was really something we were not prepared for.

So we kept giving her supplements in hopes that by some miracle she would continue to improve enough. 3 weeks passed and we headed back to Dr. Jana's for bloodwork. We anxiously awaited to see what the results would be for her red blood cell levels. The tubes came out of the centrifuge and it was clear there had been improvement. Dr. Jana looked at the cart and her levels were normal! The patience and careful attention to supplements had worked! No need for an iron shot! There was lots of high fives and hugs. Then we went next door to Windy Hill to visit our friends. We heard shouting, "Pumpkin's here!" as we drove up. Our little survivor has garnered a fan club. I these rough times that we live in we all need some inspiration and the tiny alpaca that refused to give has not only survived, but is starting to thrive. She has touched all of our hearts and we just want to thank everyone that has followed her progress and given so much love, support and positive energy.

Life with Pumpkin...
Pumpkin now spends 6 to 8 hours a day outside with her mom Blossom. While Blossom handled being in the house really well for the first couple of months. It's definitely made our lives easier to not have an adult, not so house trained alpaca in the house even if she was just staying in the laundry room. I think you can imagine what that was like. Mr. Clean was our best friend for a while.

Pumpkin still spends the night in the house. We still have a daily routine of bottle in the morning, go spend time outside with mom and then come back to the house in the afternoon. Pumpkin is always ready to go see mom and then at the end of the day she is ready to come back to the house. Oh yes, our little princess has become a house alpaca.

She is now completely house trained. We have doggy pee pads in her room (the laundry room) and any time she needs to go while in the house, so goes into her room to do her business. As Pumpkin has gotten bigger, started eating solid food we have had to start alpaca proofing the house. She LOVES to chew on papers and books and can now reach any mail sitting on kitchen table. Yep that's been fun. She has also mastered the stairs in our house, so the threshold that used to limit her movement through the house is great fun to run and jump over. Late in the evening she usually get's a burst of energy and tears up and down the hallways, through the house, up and down the three stairs that separate kitchen from the living room.

Pumpkin has developed an amazing personality and we have had the opportunity to see first hand just how smart alpacas really are. When I get home from work every night she wants one kiss and get's very upset if I don't give her one when I walk in the door. She still has that alpaca standoffishness, but she also loves people and just had this confident air about her. Pumpkin still sits on the couch at night and watches TV. If need to put her in her room, all we have to do is ask her to go in. The most amazing thing is we don't really use a specific command. She seems to understand us rather well.

Of course there is hay everywhere. Pumpkin loves to spread more of it across the living room than she eats and she has taught the dogs to eat hay. That never turns out well. :-/ So there are interesting challenges having a part-time house alpaca. But she has blessed our lives and we would not trade her for the world.
Helping in the kitchen

Helping in the kitchen

Selfie time with Dad

Selfie time with Dad

Chillaxin watching TV with Dad

Chillaxin watching TV with Dad

Dad, the wind was blowing and hay went everywhere!  It was crazy!

Dad, the wind was blowing and hay went everywhere! It was crazy!


Sunday, December 20, 2015

Pumpkin for Thanksgiving

Pumpkin's ears were wrapped to straighten them up.

Pumpkin's ears were wrapped to straighten them up.

I’m sitting here this morning trying to wake up and am reminded of Thanksgiving morning. It seems like months have passed, but in reality it’s only been 24 days. Pumpkin is sitting here on my lap as I write this blog. She is 10lbs today, while still half the size of a normal cria; it is a giant leap from the 5.5 pound little alpaca baby that was born on Thanksgiving morning. I’ve been meaning to write about our first couple of week’s with Pumpkin and this blog is a reflection of these last 3 weeks with her.

Thanksgiving 2015 started out like any other Thanksgiving from years past. We had plans to meet one of our closest friends for lunch in Hollywood. It had become a tradition for a small group of us that did not have family in California years ago to meet for Thanksgiving lunch and had become something of a mission to try and find the best restaurant each year that served a real Thanksgiving lunch. Those plans would not work out this year.

We had been on cria watch with Blossom for probably 6 weeks. She was a maiden and something just did not seem right, but we could not put our finger on it. She just did not look big enough, but she was a smaller girl so we justified it in our minds. But as the weeks passed, 1 week overdue, 2 weeks overdue; now 4 weeks overdue we were getting more concerned. I had been joking with my alpaca friends that she is probably going to wait and have it on Thanksgiving morning. “Naaa, don’t worry, she’ll have it before then.”

[Had to pause writing for a few minutes to rub Pumpkin behind her ears. Just to reiterate, yes I have an alpaca siting on my chest while I’m sitting here at my computer writing, She had her head resting on my chest and clearly wanted an head rub. Just makes you melt when she lays her head on your chest and looks up at you with those big bright eyes.]

Rewind back to Thanksgiving morning 2015. We got up as usual and went out to take care of all the critters. I checked on Blossom and still no sign labor. I went back to the house and we planned out what time we needed to leave for lunch. A little later Michael checked on the barn cams one more time and Blossom was rolling around on the ground somewhat unusually, so I went back up to the pen to check on her again and sure enough a small bubble was protruding out her back end. I called Michael “She is having it now, grab the cria kit and come up here.” By the time Michael got up to the pen a nose was clearly visible. We watched as Blossom struggled to get the head out. Our concern was this cria is 4 weeks late, Blossom is small and a maiden; so this could be a tough birth. What if the cria is too big? What if things aren’t aligned correctly? The head kept coming out and finally we saw two toe caps. That was a relief, the bubble popped and the cria took a gasp for air. “Yes! She is breathing!”

Blossom was clearly distressed and really did not know what to do, she kept trying to sit down and roll. The cria’s head was out and breathing. Blossom face planted the cria’s head in the sand once and we grabbed Blossom and forced her to stay up for the rest of the birth. It did not take long. The cria was almost ejected out. Her little body clearly VERY tiny. She lay on the ground gasping for air and it was at that point we realized that we had very different problem. She was terribly small. It was clear she was not going to get up on her own, so we grabbed the tiny cria and took her and Blossom to the barn. The cria continued to gasp for air and was making some horrible sounds. We had been on the phone with our vet and some other friends just in case there were any issues. I will never forget hearing these words over the phone… “Is that the cria making that sound? Oh guys, I’m so sorry. Is there another vet you know that is close that can help you take care of her.” We knew those words meant the worst. But we kept trying to save this precious little life. She was wrapped in a blanket and we were trying to warm in with hair dryer. A couple of times we swung her back legs to clear her lungs. That seemed to be helping her breathing some. So at the direction of our vet we did that a couple more times. We tried to give her some colostrum that we had from a dried formula and also put a little Karo Syrup in her mouth to boost her energy and get to want to nurse.

After about 1.5 hours her breathing started to normalize. But it was very clear, she was not going to be ok outside on her own with Blossom. Blossom kept walking away. It broke our hearts to think that some instinct had kicked in telling her that this cria was not going to make it. So we made the decision to bring the tiny cria in the house to take care of her. Even after warming her with the blow dryer for over an hour she was still cold. We took her temperature and her body temp was at 92 F. I rushed to the store and bought two electric blankets and we put her in one and cranked it up to get her warm. Neither one of us had eaten anything and we had nothing in the house, so I grabbed some chicken tenders and potato wedges while I was out. That would end up being our Thanksgiving lunch which we barely ate because we were so focused on saving this tiny cria.

Hours went by and we finally got her temperature up to 101F. She was drinking a little bit of the commercial colostrum. We knew she needed to get that first colostrum from mom, but Blossom still had not milked up. The little cria was alert and attentive at this point. She was clearly a fighter and we were going to do everything in out power to give her a chance. So the decision was made that afternoon that we were going to be bottle feeding as long as we needed to.

Once she was dry and had stabilized, we started trying to weigh her. Most scales didn’t even register her weight. So I wrapped her up and placed her on my small postage scale. It read 5 pounds 8 ounces. She was fully formed, except her little ears curved up over her head making her look like some kind of elf creature. She really was the cutest little thing. We still did not know if she would make it through the night, so we were resisting giving her a name. But Pumpkin kept coming to mind. Hours passed and we spent the rest of the day with a fire roaring the fireplace sitting on the couch with this tiny cria wrapped up beside us in an electric blanket.

We set up a dog kennel with an electric blanket and carefully tucked this tiny little girl into it for bed. She was sleeping a lot at that point, so fed her one more time and went to bed. Michael checked on her a few times through the night fed her a little. I got up early that morning and had that sinking feeling walking over to the kennel to check on her. Would she still be alive? I peaked into the kennel to find two bright eyes and a bobbing head staring back at me.

Our vet wanted to get her on anti-biotics just to be safe. So we started her on Naxel shots three times a day. We also gave her a tiny Vit A/D shot. Our vet had told us, let her bottle feed as much as she will eat, but make sure she get’s 10% of body weight every day at a minimum. I think everyone was afraid we were going to have a hard time getting her to eat. Not Pumpkin, she was sucking down milk like she a hungry little piggy. We switched her over to goat’s milk on day 3 at our Vet’s recommendation. We were still trying to get milk from Blossom. We were giving lactation herbs and trying to milk her several times a day and were only getting a milliliters of milk. So we just kept bottle feeding goats milk.

There was still the question of why was a 4 week late cria so small. Our vet inspected the placenta and apparently it was failing. Something had gone wrong during the pregnancy and only about 40% of the placenta had attached to the uterine wall. So the cria was not getting enough blood and nutrition to develop normally. It is nothing short of a miracle that while small, all her organs and body were developed and functioning normally.

We knew she was not out of the woods yet, but our tiny little girl was eating well, and responding to us normally. She still could not walk though. We were trying to help her stand a couple of times a day, but she just could not hold herself up. She also chilled easily and was not regulating her body temp. So most of her day was spent wrapped up in the heating blanket for the first week of her life. One day 4 she started trying to walk a little. On day 5 she tried to nurse from Blossom, but Blossom still was not producing milk. We were getting very attached to this precious little soul and all indications were there that she was going to pull through. It seemed too good to be true that nothing was wrong with little miss Pumpkin.

It was on day 3 that little Pumpkin threw her head back and went limp in Michael’s hands for a few seconds. It was then that we realized she was having seizures. It’s that moment when you think, “Oh this is it. It’s the thing that was wrong.” Our hearts sunk into our stomach. We talked with our vet about it a couple of times. She said that sometime small livestock can have seizures when they are small and grow out of it, so if it does not get more frequent and longer don’t worry too much about it yet. Of course we were worried sick. On one phone call with our vet, I asked “So is there a limit to how much we should be feeding her”. Our Vet asked, “Well how much has she had today.” “650 mils” I said. I heard “She has had WHAT?!?!” over the phone. We were letting her bottle feed as much as should we eat throughout the day. Our vet was shocked. She thought we would have trouble getting enough down her, not that she would eat everything in the kitchen. LOL. That’s when our vet said that could be the cause of the seizures. Her liver may not be able to process that much fat and fat could be building up in her bloodstream.

So at 5 or 6 days old, Pumpkin went on a strict diet.. No more than 10% of her body weight a day. Oh boy, she was not happy with us. Do you know how hard it is to only give that cute little creature a small amount of milk and get that “but Dad, I’m still hungry look!”?


By this point our world was pretty well turned upside down. We were bottle feeding 10 to 12 times a day. We were bringing Blossom to the house to spend time with Pumpkin and let her try to nurse. We had converted our laundry room into a nursery and they were staying there. It has a half door, so it’s the funniest sight to come around the corner in the house to see a full grown alpaca with her head sticking out the top. It has almost become like having a human baby in the house.

After a couple of days on her diet, Pumpkin’s seizures ceased. To our total relief she has not had any more and we have been able to slowly work her up to 15% of her body weight in milk every day.

Pumpkin is now following us through the house, running around with our Australian Shepherds, sitting in our laps or lounging on the couch. She spends 4 to 5 hours with Blossom a day. She no longer needs her heating blanket. But she is still too small to stay outside as she is small enough that a large hawk could easily carry her away. So our little Princess Pumpkin is currently a house alpaca and frankly her joyful and courageous little spirit is bring much joy and to us and many others that are following her this holiday season. She is truly our Thanksgiving miracle and we would not trade anything to have skipped out on the turkey, dressing and cranberry sauce to only have Pumpkin for Thanksgiving.


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We want to thank our Vet Dr. Jana Smith, our local alpaca friends Tracy Pellegrino and Cindy Harris for all their help, guidance and support through our journey with Pumpkin.

Pumpkin lives at Rolling Rock Ranch Alpacas with her dad’s Michael James and Rob Shepherd in Canyon Country, Ca. You can follow her on Facebook and her webpage at:

http://www.pumpkinthealpaca.com/
https://www.facebook.com/rollingrockranchheritagefarm/
https://www.facebook.com/pumpkinthepocketalpaca/
Twitter: @pumpkin_alpaca



Pumpkin loves to sit in laps.

Pumpkin loves to sit in laps.

Pumpkin geting weighed on a postage scale.

Pumpkin geting weighed on a postage scale.


Friday, September 11, 2015

Farm to Yarn - Hand processed Alpaca Fleece

Fleece is cleaned and vegetable matter removed on a skirting table.

Fleece is cleaned and vegetable matter removed on a skirting table.

The most frequent question we get is "What do you do with your alpacas?" "Do you do anything with their wool?" "Do you eat them?"... I could go on and on with the many different questions that we hear.

What do we do with our alpacas? Well to start with, they are part of our family. Amazing, intelligent and soulful animals that enrich our lives every day. But they are not just members of our ranch, we also raise them to sell to other alpaca owners. But most importantly we raise them for their fleece. Alpaca is one of the softest and most luxurious of all animal fibers. Warm, comfortable, not at all itchy, and hypoallergenic; it makes a great natural for fiber for many uses and people that have allergies or other issues with natural fibers.

Why Hand Process the Fleece? While there are min-mills that will process the raw alpaca fleece into roving, yarn, felt and other products; I really wanted to understand the process of preparing the fleece and taking it from a raw resource to a final product. I grew up crocheting, so this was really a great opportunity. So I learned to hand process, hand dye and hand spin the fleece from our animals. What I wasn't expecting was the rewarding sense of having produced something with your own hands for animals that we raised on our ranch. I wasn't expecting to find that spinning fleece was going to be a relaxing way to end the day, giving my mind a break from a busy day in the tech world while getting lost in the meditative state that results from this cyclical activity.

How do we Hand Process our Fleece? There are a number of steps that happen from between fleece growing on the alpaca and the final skeins of yarn.

Shearing day comes once a year in late spring. It's a group activity where the alpacas are carefully restrained to make sure they are not going to be hurt by sharp clippers. Their fleece is carefully sheared off. The alpacas are not harmed at all and they usually appreciative of being much cooler going into the summer.

Alpacas LOVE to roll in the dirt and hay, so their fleece usually needs a bit of a cleaning. The raw alpaca fleece is place on a wire mesh table, called a skirting table. Bit's of hay and other vegetable matter is shaken and picked out. Dust and other debris falls through the mesh while leaving slightly cleaner fleece. Then as a last step the fleece is washed. It's now ready to dry or can be dyed.

There are a lot of different ways to dye fleece, but my favorite method is called kettle dying the raw fleece. The fleece is placed in warm water and fun dye color are added. Citric acid is added to get the dye to bond to the fleece. The pot is slowly heated and held right under a simmer. Once the water begins to turn clear, the fleece has absorbed the dye and then it is allowed to cool. It's then rinsed and set out to dry.

A carder (not pictured) is then used to prepare the fleece for spinning. The carder aligns the fibers and creates a sheet of fiber called a batt that is almost ready to spin. Roving (strips of fiber) are pulled off the carder and the fleece is ready for spinning.

Modern spinning wheels have changed very little since ancient times. Sure the materials, the quality, craftsmanship have improved some. But at it's core, the spinning wheels we use today are the same as those used by our ancestors. The roving is spun into single strands of yarn onto a bobbin. Once two or more bobbins are full, those single strands are plied (twisted together) to make the final yarn.

The final alpaca yarn is ready to be crocheted into blankets, scarves, hats and even socks. :-)
Fleece soaking in a dye bath of two different colors.

Fleece soaking in a dye bath of two different colors.

The dyed fleece is dried and is ready for processing.

The dyed fleece is dried and is ready for processing.

The fleece is processed into roving on a carder and then is spun into yarn on a spinning wheel.

The fleece is processed into roving on a carder and then is spun into yarn on a spinning wheel.

Finished skein of hand processed, hand dyed and hand spun yarn,

Finished skein of hand processed, hand dyed and hand spun yarn,


Sunday, January 4, 2015

Happy New Year from Rocky, Sofia and their new cria!

RRRA's Sofia and her new cria

RRRA's Sofia and her new cria

Happy New Year from Rocky, Sofia and their beautiful new little girl cria!

This little darling is the first cria for both Rocky and Sofia. We could not be happier with this beautiful little girl. She has pearly luster and curls for days that she inherited from her sire Rocky.

Rocky is a son of the famous Torbia and is off a to great start. We are sure he is going to sire many more fantastic crias.
Cria born Jan 2, 2015

Cria born Jan 2, 2015

Sire: AWH Torbio's Rock'N Roll

Sire: AWH Torbio's Rock'N Roll


Saturday, June 7, 2014

A Visit from Giacomo

Riverstone Giacomo Trabalza of Peru

Riverstone Giacomo Trabalza of Peru

Today we had a nice visit from the very handsome Giacomo and Cathe & Jim Bodie from Summer Solstice Alpaca's. Giacomo had a hot arranged date with Immortal Beloved. He was a such a calm and gentle fellow; great personality, gorgeous high luster fleece and who can't help but fall in love with that face.

Immortal Beloved got all dolled up with a fresh hay weave and a splash of alfalfa perfume. So she was all dressed up and ready for her date by the time Giacomo arrived ;-)

We look forward to seeing what this nice combination will bring.

Thank you Cathe, Jim & Giacomo!
Fresh Hay and Alfalfa perfume for a special date.

Fresh Hay and Alfalfa perfume for a special date.


Saturday, May 3, 2014

2014 Spring Shearing

Little Caesar getting his first trim.

Little Caesar getting his first trim.

May 3rd was shearing day at Rolling Rock Ranch Alpacas and just in time before an early hot spell.

This was our first in person experience with shearing. I had been doing a lot of research online, watching educational videos about alpaca shearing. So I generally knew what to expect. But of course nothing beats hands on experience.

We hired Jim and Cathe Bodie from Summer Solstice Alpacas to do shearing for us. Jim specializes in shearing suri alpacas, so we felt really good about our animals being in good hands. You could tell Jim and Cathe really care about the welfare of each alpaca. It was a pleasure getting to work with them and we really appreciated their patience with us and willingness to educate us all along the way.

Of course we had a few surprises, but most of the day went as planned. We had been warned, on shearing day you find out who the real spitters and shriekers are. I guess we got luck and started the day shearing Immortal Beloved who ended up being the queen of spitters. The rest of the girls were mostly calm. And then there was Rocky, you would have thought we were killing him. He screamed and shrieked the entire time. Not what we were expecting! LOL

All the alpacas were done and it was our grumpy guard llama's turn for shearing. I don't think any of us were looking forward to shearing him and we were pretty well prepared to just be happy with a barrel cut. We tied him to a pole because he was too large to lay down and use the alpaca shearing gear. So we prepped to shear him standing up. No spitting. No Kicking. No Screaming. Not even any twitching around. Jim was able to completely shear Papa ear to toe. Who would have thought Papa, the drama llama would be a perfect gentleman standing calmly for shearing!

Thanks again Jim and Cathe from all the gang here at Rolling Rock Ranch! Now to go play with some beautiful fiber!

-Rob


AWH Torbio's Rock'N Roll (Rocky)

AWH Torbio's Rock'N Roll (Rocky)

Caesar's before and after mug shot.  Look at all that grey underneath!

Caesar's before and after mug shot. Look at all that grey underneath!

Look at all that fiber ready for procesing!

Look at all that fiber ready for procesing!

Caesar's lovely Rose Grey locks

Caesar's lovely Rose Grey locks


Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Welcome Rocky, Indy and little Stormy

Stormy and Indy

Stormy and Indy

We are really excited to have Rocky, Indy and her little cria Stormy join our herd.

After all the research on grey alpacas, I just could not pass up the opportunity to have AWH Indian Paintbrush (Indy) and her little silver grey cria that we are affectionately calling Stormy be part of our little ranch. Indy has some of the most amazing chocolate brown fleece, such a fun inquisitive personality and a grey background. The added bonus is that she comes breed back to Silvano, Stormy's sire. So we are hoping lighting will strike twice with another beautiful silver/grey cria later this year. Little miss Stormy is just a beautiful little angel with just the right mix of spark and friendly nature.

We knew we needed another male so that Caesar would have a pen mate after weaning, so we decided to take a chance on AWH Torbio's Rock'N Roll (Rocky). I say take a chance because he is un-proven. But I mean really, with his accoyo background, easy to handle, solid frame, and luscious fleece; how could we really go wrong with handsome fellow?
Rocky

Rocky


Sunday, January 5, 2014

Immortal Beloved and Caesar join our herd

Caesar and Immy

Caesar and Immy

Early on I had my eye on several grey suris and had decided when we started breeding that I wanted to focus on producing grey alpacas. I've never been one to shy away from a challenge like breeding for grey. So we had been keeping an eye out for grey suris and suris with grey genetics hoping the right opportunity would come our way.

In early Jan we met Don & Tracy Pellegrino of Faith and Fleece Alpacas. When I talked with Tracy on the phone and realized the Rose Grey boy they were selling was sired by Amerpaca's Jacques. It sounded too good to be true, so the following weekend we hooked up the horse trailer and headed down to Upland to meet Don, Tracy and their herd. Don and Tracy were two of the nicest people we have met and were very willing to share their experiences.

Immortal Beloved (Immy) and her cria Caesar were just adorable. Caesar was exactly what we were looking for in a future herd sire. While we were there we were also introduced to some lovely grey/silver crias that were for sale with their moms. (Oh boy, I'm in trouble now!)

Immy and Caesar came home with us and our little herd when from 2 to 4. Papa and Sofia were a bit shocked with a "You brought what home?" look on their faces. Everyone settled it within minimal drama.

:-)

-Rob

"You brought what home!?!"


Sunday, October 6, 2013

Our first alpaca, Sofia

A few months after getting Papa settled in, we were ready for our first alpaca. Sofia joined us and here and Papa were fast friends. (after all the spitting was done)

Sofia has an interesting background, her sire is the Bay Black Suri Milagro son of Mahogany Prince. So we are hoping that she will breed color when paired with the right sire.

Friday, July 19, 2013

It all started with the Drama Llama!

Rob coaxing Papa up to the paddock

Rob coaxing Papa up to the paddock

After a full year of getting settled into the new property, I had convinced Michael we could handle some camelids. Out here we have coyotes and other predators, so we needed to start with a guard llama to protect our herd. In July the opportunity presented itself to get a young llama that was 4 years old. We went a nearby ranch to visit him and decided he would make a great addition to the ranch.

We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. Papa the Drama Llama arrived and we found out very quickly just how stubborn a llama can be. The previous owner was not able to drive the trailer up to the paddock, so he dropped him off and we were left with the task of walking a suspicious llama up the hill.

We tried treats. We pushed. We pulled. Our new stubborn llama was not going to have it. Have you ever tried to push a llama up a hill that has all four feet firmly planted into the ground? Several hours later we finally got him to his new home.

He has warmed up to us a little, well as much as llama warms up. Now Patron (Papa) is the ever vigilant protector of the herd. Always listening, always watching and always the first check out what is going on.

But he will always be our Drama Llama!

-Rob
Patron (Papa)

Patron (Papa)