From My Hoof to My Trigger

The Llama was happy to see that some reporter from the Press and Sun Bulletin, his hometown newspaper, visited his cousins in upstate New York. You can find the whole slideshow here, but below you can find a good picture of cousin Frankie.

The reporter-girl says “This white male actually came to the fence. He's one of two males used for breeding, so we figured that he was trying to be macho.” If by “trying to be macho” she meant, “trying to score some J,” then she is entirely correct. Frankie is all kinds of trouble.

Important Anatomical Update: Since posting this entry, the Llama has learned that neither he, his cousin Frankie, nor any member of his family (read: species) has hooves. We got toes, man. You're damn straight that we spit to establish dominance, though.