Piangee's baby pictures and at one year old

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Piangee

Piangee was born on 8/14/2008, a 20 lb. boy who was rejected by his maiden mom. So, you can probably guess who is doing the bottle feedings (all 7 to 8 of them in a 24 hour day). He decided that the one who feeds him, is definately his mom. He follows me everywhere, we run together (God has a sense of humor here), at one day old, he can run rings around me. He chews on my arm, hand, nose, hair, toes and cloths, hums greetings to me, makes his clicking noise to assure I am the right person to allow touching him and picking him up. His name comes from Pee on Gail and is said with a little French accent and spelled "Piangee" Lori, Gail and I were coming home from the veterinarian where he received an IV for all the goodies he needed from his mom that he didn't get. He could not find the communal poop pile at the vets and was unable to hold his urine. Gail was holding him in the back seat when it happened, so she got baptized and he got named.

10/14/2008 I must update this section and let you all know that handling an alpaca the way I have been doing is doing him a disservice. After reading an eight page article about Beserk Alpaca Syndrome, I have drastically changed the way I feed Piangee. He now gets his bottle through the fence and stays with the herd all the time except during his feedings. I don't talk to him or pet him, just feed him and walk away. I wrote about this in my blog on 10/16, and it will explain further why the change in handling him.

Piangee on the back porch - 4 1/2 days

I was in the house cooking dinner and he was content to wait for me on the patio.  He had just been sleeping with his head on my blue clogs before I came out with the camera.

Peek-a-boo!  Can you see me?

What is that over there?  See ya, mom!

Mmmmm. Moms shoes. I wonder what they taste like?

One year old and loves to chew on anything!