Our grazing animals have a lot of room these days since we cut way back on numbers. Do you think that makes a difference when it comes time to find a resting spot or someplace to graze?
No, it does not.
The grass is still greener on the other side of the fence, no matter that they can’t keep the grass on THIS side eaten down. And wherever one of the other animals is resting, they want the same spot.
Yesterday I heard Toby barking like a frenzied madman (dog?). I looked out the window expecting to see some of the stray dogs too close to our fence for Toby’s liking. Instead, I saw the two llamas fighting, and Toby didn’t like it. He wanted them to STOP.
"I spit in your general direction!"
So what was all the fuss about? Well, it seems that Samson, the male llama, was resting in the place our cranky female llama wanted. And Samson wasn’t giving up his spot. It’s a nice cool patch of bare dirt, and they both like it. But mind you, it’s not the ONLY patch of bare dirt out there!
"It's mine!" ... "I want it!"
See her watching him even while they’re fussing and complaining to me? It reminded me of two little kids fighting over a toy, and looking to me to mediate the squabble.
Of course, kids don’t generally spit vile stuff on each other. And these two were mad enough to do just that.
I dont' care how much she spits, she's not getting my spot!
They were baring their teeth and bringing out (up) the big weapons… and if you’ve ever smelled the stuff llamas can hock up, you’ll know just what I mean. Human vomit smells like a rare perfume in comparison to that vile fermented green goo.
Now under normal circumstances, our female llama, Keira is a real sweetheart. When she is pregnant, however, it’s NOT normal circumstances and all bets are off. She is CRANKY.
I'm so mad I could just chew wood!
She was so upset she ripped a piece of bark off one of the trees, chewed it up and swallowed it. No kidding.
And Samson? He just kushed down and stayed put in HIS spot.
You can tell that cantankerous female I am NOT moving.
The fussed at each other a couple of more times that day, to the point I was beginning to think I was going to have separate them. Fortunately, they didn’t actually hurt each other, except maybe their dignity.
But I knew every time they were fighting, because Toby just had fits. And Neffie?
Don't look at me. I can't help it that they're both idiots!
She just rolled her eyes and went back to sleep.
It’s just too hot to fuss guys!