Long Meg Poses a Question

Hello Everyone.

At the end of my diary I’m going to ask you a question and I would appreciate your answer.

Let me put you in the picture…

…A couple of days ago we were all knocking about in the yard.  Our person asked me to ‘Stand’ so he could put my halter on and I did so.  Haltered, I trotted off with him through the gate and took a walk out to the front of the house overlooking the fields.

Now, being the smartest llama on the farm, I have a jolly good memory, and I thought our people had got me a Boyfriend, and just as they used to, were taking me to see him.  But, wait a minute, there was no Boy anywhere on the farm and though I enthusiastically took my person round every field looking for Boyf I couldn’t see one anywhere!  I was really roused up, I can tell you.  We walked back to the yard and became the centre of attention for everyone.  Girls Ann Howe, Tintagel, Hazelton and Loupin Stanes all ran up to me and gave me a jolly good sniffing and got all excited.  Boys Ringsbury and Moai got themselves all roused up and chased me round the yard making that funny orgling noise they do when they want to mate.  I was so confused I tried to mate with Ann Howe and climbed all over her.

What was going on?  Well, our people had had a chat with each other and thought I would make a jolly good trekker so had haltered and walked me around the fields to see if I would be keen and able to take part in treks.  I wish they had talked to me first as I could have told them ‘Yes, I can trek, but I’d far rather be a mother again’.

I have taken our people aside and patiently explained that I really would like to have another lovely llama cria.  They were right when a couple of years ago they moved my then Boyf Pharaoh away from the farm as a break from babies was no bad thing.  I know Maes Howe doesn’t want any more crias – she is quite insistent on this and tells the boys that six crias is quite enough for her, thank you.  To make doubly sure there are no shenanigans she sometimes sits in the office with our people who she knows will protect her from the Boys.

But I do want another cria (or two), and my daughters Tintagel and Hazelton and Maes Howe’s daughter Ann Howe and grand-daughter Loupin Stanes think they would like to be mothers too.

This has all come to a head for me because our people have just told us who is going to the British Llama Society National Show at Newbury next month.  I will lead Tintagel, Hazelton and Loupin Stanes, though I expect Tintagel will have something to say about who will be in charge.  But most importantly I will see my youngest son, dear little Durrington Walls there.  He is two years old now and it will be lovely to see him as he lives far, far away.

Our people tell me that having a male llama on the farm means a lot more work for them.  They have to manage more fields, and after the crias arrive and weaning takes place there can sometimes be as many as four herds on the farm, but I ask them how can they resist having more lovely llama crias?  They really are the best aren’t they?

So, my question is this.  Do you think Golden Valley Llamas should get me a Boyfriend next year?  If you do, please tell our people.