Cas-Cad-Nac Farm Chronicles
News from the Farm
CCNF at the 2021 Showtacular: (Finally) Back in the Saddle
The global Covid pandemic that first roared to life in the winter of 2020, canceling that year’s Futurity in Kansas City, kept us from running out a show team that, at that time, we considered far and away the deepest our breeding program had ever produced. It would have been a combination of 2018-born animals…
Form is Temporary, Class is Permanent: CCNF Archangel, 4/30/03 – 10/1/21
Though father time will, of course, wait for none of us, we are nonetheless sad to announce the passing of CCNF Archangel. Arch passed naturally, within 30 feet of the very pen where he was born over 18 years ago. It has been weird to go up to the Main Barn these past couple of…
Seasons of Change
Hello again, out there in alpacadom! When last we spoke, it was mid-July, and somehow my brilliant wife had just survived the tightrope walk of skirting her 50+ fleeces for the National Fleece Show while simultaneously running the gauntlet of the heart of our birthing season as the head midwife here at CCNF. It was…
CCNF at the 2021 AOA National Fleece Show
Those of you that have followed us for some time now will know that we have always preached quality and consistency as the hallmarks of our breeding program. The ability to create consistent results and finishes in both the halter show ring (insert your own pandemic-related gag here, as we haven’t walked in circles at…
A Lamentation For An Old Friend: Snowmass Matrix Majesty, 2007-2021.
We are gutted to announce the passing of Snowmass Matrix Majesty, just shy of his 14th birthday. I’ve quite honestly been trying to write his obituary for almost 2 weeks now and it is the sort of thing that hangs over one’s head. As a livestock farm with over 250 animals, we constantly witness the…
Into Spring We Go With Light Visible at the End of The Tunnel
I woke up yesterday morning in our bedroom here on the farm, with only the gentle chatter of our ceiling fan and the first early-morning birdsong permeating my consciousness. As I made my way to the kitchen for coffee — two hungry kitties bounding ahead of me as always in eager anticipation of their breakfast…