So again with being a llama farmer…I was joking about quitting my job and becoming one, or was I? This morning I snickered yet again over the picture I made for Phillip (see below). Then my co-worker came over with an invitation to visit her friend’s llama farm and learn about how it works. Coincidence? I think not…

My friend Laura says, “Oh my god. You are my second friend obsessed with llamas.” Where has this fascination come from and why is it surfacing now? To begin with, I believe it has to do with the fact that I want a job that requires something other than office work. I enjoy animals and I want to be outside moving around. My desperate need to ‘get out’ has revealed itself through llamas…
Now, going off on several tangents here I have to say many good things could come out of a llama farm. I would still be able to use my social media and marketing skills. I have to advertise and get the word out about my farm. I’d also use my development skills as I try to create a client base. All things I can totally handle. I also have to be creative about it and do research on it; two other things that keep my mind active, healthy and happy.
When did my love (?) of llamas begin? It started in high school when I began to learn Spanish and study the Latin American culture. Llamas are a big part of life for many living in Latin and South America. When I was in Peru I saw llamas close up in every town we visited. They roamed free on Machu Picchu. I had a llama shirt, a llama wall hanging, a bronze llama, a llama toy, llamas on pottery and even a silver llama ring from Bolivia. I looked over at a picture on my desk. I took it in Cuzco, Peru and guess what…it has a llama in it.
A golf course by the Larson Cottage used to have llama caddies. I always wanted to go there. Then for awhile my dad and I joked about starting a llama farm in Northern Minnesota and offering llama hiking trips. So the idea of llama farming isn’t a new one in my life. It has just resurfaced.
Now I know starting a llama farm would be a lot of work and cost money. I don’t even know what one does with llamas. I’m guessing some places buy the fur. Do people eat llamas? Is there a good market for llamas? What is the purpose of a llama farm? Now, these are all realities I realize exist. Yet, I’m so curious about it that I’m starting to research it. I’m already doing the prep work it would take to start a llama farm in the first place.
Maybe this is my calling; to be a llama farmer. Hey, I said I needed a change of pace. I said I wanted to go out and try something completely different. This would certainly be it OR I am just presently obsessed with it because it takes my mind off the reality of trying to find a new job in a horrible economy and all other stuff I don’t really want to deal with. Yet, they say go out and live…well this would be something crazy awesome to add to my Life Book. I even have a name for my farm, but that I must keep secret until my llama unveiling. Just you wait.