Sometime between the check last night and this morning at 7:30, Mystique passed. She went in her little shed out in the paddock and at least was at home. I am glad for that. It was cold last night, which I am not too happy about, but she is a very furry animal, so she was warm. Hopefully she was as well off as can be.
I put her across the street with the other llama and goat we lost in the autumn. It is a messy year here. But I am not intending to put more animals on the farm at this time. I am thinking the farm will change direction, and as the animals die off, that will be a part of that. But the important thing here is the homage to a gone friend on the farm.
We bought Mystique a few years back, but I cannot find a post saying when because of the website crashed that happened some time ago. It was before that. I think it was the same year we got that goat. She was a llama with more than fiber, but quite a fair amount of hair, too. She was a mother and came with a beautiful young boy that we called Caffeine. He died within a year, which was a total bummer. I think we have had her for around six or seven years or so. It may have been longer. My memory ain’t that great. She was never useful for shearing and harvesting fiber. She did not grow anything fast, and there really was that much hair mixed in. The last couple of years she had arthritis in her hips. She slowly deteriorated and might have been put down a couple of years back on another farm. We let our llamas go naturally, so she made it till last night sometime.
She was always suspicious of people. Mystique was not the kind a person could just walk up to. She was always distant that way. So, she mostly just kind of hung around here. I cannot say any of us were close to her in the pet sense. But she was a part of the farm and will be missed as such. So, to her I say farewell.