Our original four boys came from Ardo Alpacas in Aberdeenshire. We are not alpaca breeders and have our boys purely as pets. Our experience is that you don't need to be a breeder and that a 'batchelor herd' can give much pleasure to the owner. We have 5 acres including our big garden and grazing for the boys, 15 miles north of Inverness, Scotland. I spin, knit, felt and crochet with the fleece from the boys.


Just a reminder that clicking on (most) of the photos will show them greatly enlarged.

Sunday, 21 April 2013

The joys of feed time.

A bit of an optical illusion here as the bowl seems so small - but this is caused by the size of Gaucho's head and top knot.  Reading Lisa's blog (www.one-perfectday.blogspot.co.uk) about feeding her herd down in Tasmania made us laugh.  Trying to get our boys fed properly, without aggro and the occasional spit (putting all the others off), can be a bit of a job too.
We tend to feed the boys their supplement by laying out their bowls in a large semi-circle.  Generally they will go to  their bowl in the same order - Fergus is first (but often pushed out of the way by Wee Eck), Faro is second(in a metal bowl!) and Fidget is always last!  Fyta almost always lies down to enjoy his grub like this.
Wee Eck standing next to Fyta often has to be coaxed to start eating (he just wants to be hand fed!) with the result that he is always last to finish and spends his time chewing, making camel noises, guarding his bowl and fending off approaches from others intent on grabbing his food!  Faro is also a very slow eater and if disturbed will leave his bowl so we try to make sure he is left in peace to eat (you can tell that these rugged mountain machos don't get fussed, can't you?)
Gully (left) with Faro.
Rufus with Hunkey Dunkey and his hens in the next enclosure.
Wee Eck is one of those alpacas with curly hair all over his face, over his nose and under his chin.  It's a hard job to see his black eyes amongst all the curls.
And finally............'himself' got the mower out yesterday for the first time this year and soon got it clogged with moss.  He kept complaining of 'achey-breaky' backache, but with views like this from the veg garden, whats the problem?  He'll be wanting sugar in his tea next!


  1. It is fun trying to feed 30 females all in together; I have to run round the troughs, otherwise the greedy ones at the start are there again at the end! I also have to shoo the odd hen out of the way at the same time as they try to get in on feed time !

  2. They definitely learn routines don't they, but Fin's routine overrides all others - he grabs a mouthful from one bowl, then moves on to polish off the next as quickly as possible, so he can try his luck at raiding the third, it's a feeding time frenzy... Your boys look very civilised in comparison.