The investigation into the great break-out continues to evolve…
After turnout, little Missy approached Mom and came clean. “Well, you see, about the time the sun was coming up, Auntie Brittany chewed the chain loose on the man gate. But then, she got her head stuck and she panicked, and when she jerked her head out the gate flew wide open! My momma started hollerin: ‘Heads up ladies! Follow me!’ ”
Taking a deep breath, the brave little alpaca continued, “Auntie Tulip was the last one out, but of course, my momma was the first. I just followed momma. Auntie Brittany followed me, and Marcello and Tripoli followed her. We explored the lower barn; Marcello was extremely interested in the Tri-Cycle by the lower barn’s front door. Then we all meandered back to our paddock. Tripoli fell into a snow bank up to his chest. That was really funny. Momma got her leg caught on an old weed stalk.”
“Auntie Tulip was pretty sure that we weren’t allowed to be out, so she headed back in. At about that time, Dad opened the garage door and started toward the barn. The minute we saw Dad we froze like marble statues. He high-tailed it back into the house and we just stood still. Then Dad came back out and headed straight for us through the riding arena! We didn’t even know that he could do that. We all went back in peacefully. I don’t think I saw Dad take a breath the whole time.”
Conclusion: Man gate on northwest side of girl’s paddock was not secure. New security measures to prevent future escapes have been put into place. See photo.
End of report.
Note: Mom composed this incident report, and yesterday’s. If you liked this first-hand account of the ranch goings-on (and Mom’s first blog posts!), let her know in the comments.