The Story that Always Makes My Wife Laugh

It involves alpacas and an “unplanned breeding.”

Photo credit: Paul Summers —

My first job was on my neighbors’ alpaca farm. Since that time, I’ve referred to my job title as “farm manager.” In all reality, I was a poop scooper.

Every Saturday, I would do my chores. This consisted of cleaning out the stalls, cleaning the fields — pretty much cleaning wherever the…