Hercules and Marco are still not getting along all that well. (Marco has issues anyway.) There is a lot of whining (Marco) and a fair amount of spitting (Hercules) still going on. This morning, as I came around the corner of the barn from the water spigot, I didn't just get caught in the cross fire. I received a full spray. Due to the way they were standing, I was in a direct line behind Marco just as Hercules opened fire. Bam, right in the face!
In case you didn't know, llama spit is foul. To me, it smells worse than Jared in rut. It's chunky, stinky, and it was all over my face. Blech blech ech bleh pttewy!
I just sent a note to Marco's previous owner asking if/when she wants him back. I don't like him, and I really don't like llama spit.