After weeks of plotting and scheming and planning and failing and wondering why an alpaca kept outsmarting us, we finally have Solomon's halter OFF!!! It was a proud moment, made even better by the fact that it was a team effort.
While someone, who shall remain nameless, is lounging on the lake today, pretending to catch fish, the girls and I took charge of Solomon's destiny and got that ragged halter off his face.
It took all three of us to corner the beast, using long lengths of PVC pipe (left over from one wretched pond project or another) as "fences" to restrain him in an ever-shrinking web. We're SO redneck.
After weeks of chasing him around the pasture, luring him unsuccessfully with food, and ending up frustrated, dirty, and bitter, the final result was almost anti-climatic. Once Solomon realized he was caught, he was fairly docile, and we were able to do our task with a minimum of fuss.
Now, he looks like the rest of the 'paca pack. Except he's brown. And they're white. I don't even want to think about the psychological damage he's enduring as an alpaca of color. The good news is, the other ones don't treat him any differently, just because he's brown. If they treat him any differently, it's purely because CRAZY transcends color, racial, and gender boundaries. He may be free of the tyrannical yoke of the halter, but he's still as nuts as he ever was.
He's a little camera-shy, so I don't have a picture of his new makeover sans halter, but I'll find a way to sneak up on him soon.
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