The phone rang at about 6pm on an otherwise uneventful day..

The female caller asked in urgent tones if we were the llama farm? I said that we were in fact an alpaca farm, so similar, but different. The caller said that wouldn't matter in the least as all she needed was a bag of poop, and alpaca poop would do just fine. She added that it was vital she have it as soon as possible!

I enquired as to what size bag she had in mind, she replied that a large zip lock bag of fresh beans was exactly what she had to have, by tomorrow, Christmas Eve.

At this point my curiosity got the better of me and I was compelled to ask what the purpose of such a small bag would be and why the urgency....after a short silence she confessed that each Christmas Day her children would wake to see not only that Santa had delivered gifts and eaten the milk and cookies they had left for him ...but while Santa was unloading gifts, the reindeer had eaten their carrots and then pooped on the drive......

The alpaca poop was to act as fake reindeer poop?.

So this morning I bagged up some fresh alpaca poop beens and left them at the farm gate as agreed?its a funny old world.

A very Merry Christmas to you all.




By Adrian Stewart