... there have been many attempts to convince my mom she needs alpacas of her own. She really wants alpacas of her own, which makes it all the more fun to try to get her to commit to the adventure, especially when everyone has had a few rounds of vodka tonics. Seeing that there could still be years of cocktail induced cajoling left on our part, I decided to knit her an alpaca, and maybe he could help convince her she needs the real thing.
|(I mean, when you see this face, don't you want a real alpaca?)|
Zeke actually became Stewart after being presented to my mom at a recent birthday dinner. I can't say I was sad to see him go, he has QUITE the sweet tooth and he and I almost came to blows over the samoas on more than one occasion.