He is handsome here in this winter picture from 2003. Luxor always loved the ladies. Whenever we needed him for service, all we had to do was whistle out the male's barn door and hold up the halter. He'd come running, and you would swear that as he pranced past the girl's fenceline, he'd nod his head in their direction, give a wink and ask "Which one of you is feeling LUCKY today?"
We started this alpaca gig with no experience and no fellow breeders nearby. But Luxor turned out to be a reliable breeder who didn't need any human advice or veterinary intervention to do his job.
He also had an abundant, thick coat and long staple length, and passed his nice conformation to the cria he sired.
Luxor was and is a tricky one when we are trying to trim his tonails or get him onto the shearing table. He knows how to very quickly hit the floor and tuck all four feet under him so that you can't grab them. We've learned to adapt and he has learned to trust us.
When he was a young stud, he was very aggressive with the other males. At times, we had to separate him from the other male alpacas. He was the dominant male and definitely did not want to give up his barn priviledges.
As the younger herdsires came to the farm, Luxor did eventually lose his standing. He served as the "spit-checker" for a year or so. A "spit-checker" is put with a female who is expected to be pregnant. If she is pregnant, she spits at him and runs away. It took Luxor a little while, but he did figure out what the deal was. He got so that he would walk into the barn, take one look at "her", give us a look that said "If you think I'm going in there with that crazy -----, you got another thing comin'" and turn back to the door. So, we knew the female was pregnant.
At some point, we thought maybe he had just lost the urge to try (and you could understand how), so we called another young stud in as a double-check after Luxor had refused to tease the female. I swear, as he was heading out of the male's door and the young eager stud was racing in with his tail up....I heard Luxor snicker and whisper to him "Go for it buddy, she WANTS you!!!" Meanwhile, the big female was aiming gobs of green regurgitated grass directly at the incoming young fool.
The picture above was taken just last week. Luxor will be 15 years old this coming February. He chooses to spend much of his time in the back pasture, either alone or with the old gelding llama. He has his favorite shady stand of trees where he has his own sandy dustbath wore down. He wants no part in the wrestling and competing with the younger males.