Helene walked through a black thorn bush and her daughter, Monroe, followed her. They both ended up with thorns in their feet (which are just pads). The vet has been and had to use forceps to get the darn things out. Now their wounds are dressed and they’re much more comfortable. Just means that I’m the nurse for the rest of the week, changing the dressings and making sure there isn’t an infection. Today their sporting green, tomorrow I may try the pink!
Just after this happened, Havana tore part of her ear off – more gore – oh the joys of alpaca ownership!