Although now a week old she is still unnamed which is why I hadn't blogged until now. Fact is this year we are on 'K's and the senior Partner says its his turn to choose the name, so despite several suggestions from myself and other interested parties (namely Judi), she is still referred to as 'the cria'.
So here she is - The Cria !
There is
something quite magical about a newborn, brilliant, crispy white cria running
around a field of tired, shabby fleeces that are more than ready to come
off. The last week the girls have all
been sitting around the water bucket, willing it to jump out and splash
them. Today, however, it is a different
story. One day off shearing and it is
raining cats and dogs. With no barn here
we are now faced with a familiar problem - 'will it rain tomorrow and how are
we going to keep them dry overnight' - the forecast is better tomorrow but wet
fleeces don't shear. So far the last
five years we have been lucky, could our luck have run out this year, watch
this space.
All this
rain is a world apart from the weather at the end of May 21 years ago, when we
were in the middle of a heat wave. I
remember it all too well as I was very
heavily pregnant with our youngest son Jake, who will be 21 this Saturday - how time flys and how life changes.
You know
when they have grown up when :-
Letters
arrive in their name ! some of them bills !
When the
phone rings, someone asks for Mr Parker and they don't want your husband !
When they
complain about the price of petrol !
When they
buy a pair of shoes from a cheap shop that when you were paying they refused to
go in !
When the
only time you know where they are is when their car is stood outside !
and when
they tell you they are having their 21st birthday party at their girlfriends
house because her parents are not there this weekend !
However,
you know they are still your baby when they say, '... but you will make me a
birthday cake won't you Mum, as you've
always made me one and it won't be the same without one !' arrh bless !
Come to
think of it - it took a week to name him
!!
You have to name her...what will you do when Hannah has hers...Kria 1, Kria 2....?! Come on, look sharp and let us know what you choose!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Jake...hope the...(alpaca shaped?).. cake is/was good!
When will it be my turn to name an alpaca? Or a sibling?
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