I'm not sure how we've managed to score another perfectly fine Saturday, but I'll take it. While last weekend's post featured a moment with Caitlyn, my diva llama,  this morning I had a moment to appreciate what a truly amazing friend Crackerjack is and how fortunate I am to have him in my herd.

A few weeks back we placed him with the bred ewes in the birthing barn since we're nearing the time of year when his guardian role is needed to protect our newest and most vulnerable flock members, the lambs. I couldn't ask for a more patient, unflappable llama to oversee the happy chaos of the nursery. This guy is worth his weight in gold.

This morning he stopped mid-breakfast and strolled toward the fence line, peering over the gate as I fed the maidens (last year's lambs) in the paddock adjacent to the mothers. He paused there, staring at them, then staring at me long enough to make me wonder what was on his mind. I knew right away he was asking to join the kids, funny boy.

I feel so close to my animals when I can look at one of them and know exactly what he or she is thinking. Okay, this probably sounds very sappy, but it's a connection and when it happens, it's magic. I'm sure anyone who lives with animals (whether feline, canine, caprine, ovine, bovine, equine, camelid, etc.) has at some point experienced a moment like this. 

Cracker's wish, to share breakfast with the little girls on this lovely day, was so reasonable and asked so politely, I saw no reason not to grant it. From my window I can see him now,lounging with the girls out in the yard. All look so content, full bellies, warm sky, cool snow.

Wishing you a good weekend.