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Braecroft's Rainbow Bridge - Gone But Not forgotten

This page is dedicated to Braecroft Llamas and other residents that passed away. They may no longer be living here but they will never be forgotten.

Roblin Hen - RIP 19th Mar 08

Roblin hen with her second clutch of chicks

Roblin was a gift from some dear friends of ours, she arrived with a clutch of about 7 chicks, 4 of whom still live in the flock. Roblin was a great mum and went clucky again producing another lovely lot of chicks.  Her black daughter, 'Roblin's Mini Me', has also hatched her own chick not long ago.

I am not sure why Roblin died, she didn't show any typical signs of being a sick bird. But one day when I went to collect teh eggs, she was sitting in one of the boxes and was obviously very weak. I picked her up and gave her a cuddle and started to think what I could do to help her but I knew in my heart there was nothing I could do. I told her that I would protect her babies and grandbabiesand that she will live on in them and their babies. I told her  it was OK to leave, and then her head suddenly dropped and I knew she was gone. I  wrapped her in a towel and Ken buried her under our favorite tree.

Roblin our flock would not have been the same without your influence, you are sorely missed by the human and feathered family alike. RIP

RIP- Liberty 4/7/2000 - 26/8/06

Liberty died from complications after a very difficult birth caused by a deformed cria. She was Elijah's best friend, her biggest love was food and although not especially fond of people when she did give a nose kiss she made my day. Liberty and her cria are the first alpaca or llama losses on our farm, at least I can take comfort that they are both together. RIP dear Libby, I will miss you xxxxx

Elsie (RIP 12/4/05) & Angelo (RIP 11/4/05)

Elsie and Angelo were our first ever bottle fed lambs. They both lived in the house for close to two months, wearing nappies and loving nothing more that having a cuddle. Angelo was the more fragile of the two and it took several days of intensive care to get him going. He had some episodes of being unwell but we managed to pull him through them all.

Apart from myself and Ken, Angelo and Elsie's love was food, they were very smart sheep who would try to break into the feed shed at every opportunity. One day when they were about 18 months old,  they succeeded and managed to eat an awful lot of horse feed. A month or so later they both became very ill,  and despite trying everything they both passed away, within a day of each other. I held them in my arms at the end and sang them the lullaby I used to sing to them when they were tiny lambs and I wanted them to settle down. I hope I offered them some comfort in the last few minutes on earth.  An autopsy revealed they died of copper toxicity, most likely from eating all the horse feed.

Losing my babies was one of the most difficult times I've experienced since moving to the farm. As if I was being taught about  the circle of life, Puzzle the alpaca gave birth to a beautiful daughter the day Angelo died. I called her Angel in memory of my boy.   I learnt a very valuable albeit painful lesson and now the feed shed is a fortress with all feed, pellets, grain etc stored in bins with tight fitting lids - just in case someone else breaks in.

RIP my angels, not a day goes by when I don't think of you.