On Saturday, I took my daughter and went to MoPaca, the Missouri Alpaca Show where you can stand in a room with hundreds of adorable alpacas and their charming, extroverted owners. We went with friends and the little girls had a great time petting the alpacas and trying to kiss them, and my friend and I had a great time looking through all the yarn and spinning demonstrations (and also petting the alpacas).
Alpacas are so cute. I want to play ring-toss using hula hoops around their necks, but I would wrap the hula hoops with sweet-tart necklaces so that the alpaca could have a treat, too. Then afterwards I would ride my alpaca into the sunset while hugging its neck and telling it that it was the best friend I've ever had. (This is obviously a fantasy; I should not own an alpaca.)
My favorite quote from talking to all the owners was one I overheard by a lady running a yarn stand that told someone, "You should never buy an alpaca out of emotion." Sound advice, since I'm sure most people are not prepared to care for one, especially in Missouri where our weather is so flippantly random that they'd overheat easily.
|Cuteness x infinity = alpaca|
|If this Alpaca were mine, I would name it 'Shaggy'.|
|This lady had only been spinning for 8 years, stating she|
took it up in her "golden years" for relaxation. I would like
to start now even though I'm in my "bronze years".
'Mopaca' was a really fun (and free) time. My daughter got a little stuffed alpaca from her friend to put on her nightstand, too. We all want to go back next year.