We spent last weekend at the Chimney Hill Inn in Lambertville for our “babymoon” — the last goofy getaway before wallpapering the house in boxes of diapers.

Why the Chimney Hill Inn? Because they raise alpacas. And alpacas have the shape of giraffes, the wool of sheep, the face of Sam the Sheepdog, and a personality that is somewhere between dog, goat and rabbit. They are a South American camelid, and if you can stare one in the eye without laughing hysterically, you are probably depressed. The lady alpacas at the Chimney Hill Inn, by the way, are protected by two guard llama. Also not a sentence that can be spoken without giggling.

Lucy feeds the alpacas:

John feeds the alpacas:

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