AFTER ARRIVING LATE THE NIGHT BEFORE, WE WOKE UP IN THE MORNING SMELLING SOMETHING. AFTER FALSELY BLAMING EACH OTHER, WE PULLED BACK THE AIRSTREAM CURTAINS AND REVEALED A PEN OF ALPACAS RIGHT BEHIND US, AND IN BETWEEN US AND THEM: A LARGE PILE OF ALPACA POOP.
DESPITE THE POOP, KENDRA WAS IN A WEIRD VERSION OF HER HEAVEN ON EARTH BEING SURROUNDED BY ALPACAS, CATS, AND PONIES — OH, MY.
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