Tuesday, March 22, 2005

The Llama Story...

I was reading my daily dose of other blogs and online journals when something in The Art of Getting By brought back some silly memories.

I shared a hotel with llamas once.

Mrs. Pratt and I were taking a vacation not too far from Philadelphia . We were in Ocean City Maryland which is maybe 3 hours south of us and always a wonderful place to visit. The hotel we usually stay at was booked up for that particular week. Searching the web we found another nice hotel and booked the trip.

We check in to the hotel with no problems. It was quite busy in there. We noticed a lot of people with name tags so figured there must be a convention in the hotel for the weekend.

Our room faced the indoor atrium where in winter months they have an ice skating rink. I open up the curtains of the dark room and.....

Mrs. Pratt:"How's the view?"

"ME: "LLAMAS!"

Mrs. Pratt:"What?"

Me:" I SEE LLAMAS!"

The atrium was turned into a giant holding pen and down below our hotel room there had to be about 40 llamas. Pack animals of the Andes.It was a convention of llama owners and breeders from all over the East Coast.

I blinked a couple of times. I was perfectly sober. We were smack dab in the middle of the land of Llamas.

It made sense. I remembered now that the name tags were in an animal shape. That many were wearing alpaca sweaters.

Mrs. Pratt:"You think they would maybe mention this at the front desk when we checked in."

We were laughing at the absurdity. I've heard of the Elks having a convention but never the llamas. We went downstairs to go look at the spectacle.Sure enough- there were 2 or 3 Llamas hanging around the lobby.

They were beautiful animals. One we remember was a big male named Sandpiper who stood there looking studly while 3 females in the next pen were going nuts over him. He was the Elvis of Llamas.

Going out to the beach we saw people bringing their llamas out there dancing in the sand. I know the rule is no dogs but it said nothing about llamas.

It made the stay at the hotel so much more amusing. Fortunately we were living in an apartment at the time and not our house...or else the type of pets we own would be much different.

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