Health Diaries > Colon Cancer > Llama Farming with Colon Cancer
October 25, 2006
Mind Games and Llamas
No, the llamas aren't playing mind games. I will say something later about them. It's me that's still playing mind games with myself. It's 3 weeks now that no chemicals are being put in this old body and I do feel pretty good, but I did while getting the anti-bodies. I was always a little anxious going from cat scan to cat scan, but the results were always good so the anxiety level was pretty low. Now the anxiety is more life saving, waiting until January to see if the lesions, or spots in my language, have started growing again. I try to not think about it, but that's easier said than done. I did find out that if I'm off the experimental drug for more than 6 weeks I am out of the program. So, if we have to start the anti-bodies again and use that drug it won't be free anymore. Wonderful. They will continue to track me for several years.
Now for the llamas. One of the readers of this diary suggested I say something about this slightly strange animal. I guess since it's part of my title maybe I should. After moving to this little farm 12 1/2 years ago I got my first two llamas. It was just one of those things you are attracted to so I did it. We went from two to buying two more, male-female pairs. Then we bought three at an auction. Then we had births and at one point had thirteen. We are down to four now. They are a very smart animal, all with different personalities and they remember forever if you do something to them they don't like. The most asked question always is do they spit? Yes, they do, but it's usually between two of them over food. You learn when the ears go back and the head goes up, give them room so you don't catch any of the food splatter. That's not too bad. If they're really mad, they cough up a very smelly green slime and you don't want to get hit by that. The spitting really doesn't happen that often. They're really a very quiet animal most of the time. If they're a little upset over something they will hum. In all these years I've only had one bad mishap. We were selling a young male and Easter, our #2 llama, had sort of adopted this little guy. When we caught him and tried to take him out Easter tried to stop me and I got the green slime, head, face, and one t-shirt that went in the garbage. The buyer finally isolated her long enough for me to get the baby out and Easter never forgave me. Like I said, they never forget if you do something they don't like. It's been fun and educational to have the llamas. Unfortunately, the selling market dropped considerably and we've stopped breeding. Four ladies left and that's just fine for now.
Better stop. I could go on and on about my favorite animal, so let's just say good health to all of you. Until next time . . . . . . .
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