West Malaysia 2024 — Sheep Sanctuary

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The Fluffy Little Robbers!
I came with food and a heart full of cheer,
The fluffy little gang came rushing near!
One grabbed a bite, another wanted more,
I came to feed sheep — and got robbed for sure!

Looking down from the top, wah, the sanctuary seemed so far below! Luckily, the steps were quite gentle on the legs. No need for Jack and Jill to come tumbling down the hill!

Off to Meet the Fluffy Residents

After enjoying Cameron Highlands with Mama, Hubby and Son, our next stop was The Sheep Sanctuary.

This time, Mama stayed comfortably at the hotel. We understood that the sanctuary was situated down a steep hillside and wouldn't be suitable for her wheelchair. With the chilly weather too, it was better for her to rest.

So off went Hubby, Son and me!

Looking down from above, wah, the sanctuary seemed so far below! Fortunately, the steps were quite gentle and comfortable to walk on.

But looking at all those fluffy sheep, another thought crossed my mind.

With Mama's tiny white curls, I'm not entirely sure the sheep would have let us bring her home again.

Sheep: "Eh?"

Another sheep comes over.

Sheep: "AH MA?!"

Mama: "WHO YOUR AH MA?!"

Suddenly, the whole sanctuary gathers around.

"LONG-LOST RELATIVE FOUND!!!"

Okay lah, Mama. You stay comfortably at the hotel.

Your long-lost relatives and I will settle this ourselves.

Just a Little Feeding… What Could Go Wrong?

Once we reached the sanctuary, everything looked peaceful enough.

The sheep were friendly and would follow us around, especially when they realised we had food.

Of course, I couldn't resist.

I bought some pandan leaves to feed them.

One round finished.

Buy another round.

Finished again.

Okay lah, one more round!

The sheep followed us around, hoping for more food, but they were quite well-behaved.

Then I met the alpacas.

Ah.

Different department altogether!

The sheep asked.

The alpacas TOOK!

Apparently, the pandan fragrance was still lingering on my hands. The alpacas caught the scent and decided I must be hiding more goodies somewhere.

Next thing I knew, they were following me around and pulling at my cardigan!

Me: "OI! PANDAN LEAVES CAN EAT! MY CARDIGAN CANNOT LAH!"

Alpacas: Sniff, sniff…

Me: "NO MORE ALREADY! FINISHED!"

But these fluffy inspectors weren't convinced.

And the funniest part?

Hubby and Son were perfectly safe.

Nobody disturbed them.

Nobody pulled their clothes.

Me: "WHY DON'T YOU GO DISTURB THE MEN?!"

Maybe the alpacas thought I was the official pandan supplier.

They kept coming after me, and I didn't even dare take out my phone to snap a photo!

Imagine trying to take a beautiful picture while a gang of hungry alpacas was chasing you.

"OI! LET ME TAKE ONE PHOTO FIRST CAN OR NOT?!"

Forget photography. Better protect my cardigan!

By then, my pandan leaves were gone, my cardigan had been pulled, and my peaceful feeding session had turned into an unexpected adventure.

If I had to make a police report…

Officer: "What happened, Madam?"

Me: "I kena robbed!"

Officer: "Description of suspects?"

Me: "Very fluffy. Long necks. Several of them."

Officer: "Madam…?"

Me: "I KENA ROBBED BY ALPACAS LAH!"

And that, my friends, is how a simple sheep-feeding session turned into The Great Pandan Robbery of Cameron Highlands!

Pandan leaves? CAN! My cardigan? CANNOT! And keep that mouth away from my camera!

Please Don't Spit at Me!

As if having my cardigan pulled by pandan-hungry alpacas wasn't enough, another thought suddenly entered my head.

WAIT A MINUTE… DON'T ALPACAS SPIT?!

From that moment onwards, I became very suspicious of every alpaca that looked in my direction.

One started chewing.

I watched.

Another lifted its head.

I watched even harder.

Me: "Eh… you chewing pandan only, right?"

Alpaca: Chew, chew, chew.

Me: "Don't anyhow prepare ammunition hor!"

I didn't know whether any of them actually intended to spit at me, but I certainly wasn't going to stand there and find out!

So while Hubby and Son could happily enjoy themselves, I was busy protecting my cardigan and keeping one eye on every alpaca mouth within firing distance.

The caretakers?

Still laughing.

Need ice cream to calm my nerves!

Why So Few Photos?

Looking back at this visit, I realised I really didn't take many photos.

Normally, give me an attraction and my phone will be working overtime — near shot, far shot, left side, right side, up, down… everything also must take!

But this time?

Cannot lah!

Every time I wanted to take out my phone, there seemed to be an alpaca somewhere nearby watching me.

After having my cardigan pulled because of the pandan fragrance on my hands, I wasn't about to take any chances with my phone!

Me: "This one cannot eat. Also cannot steal."

Alpaca: Stares.

Me: "Don't look. NO!"

So instead of being the photographer, I became Security Officer for My Own Cardigan!

Meanwhile, Hubby and Son were perfectly fine.

Me: "How come nobody disturb the two of you?!"

Hubby: "……"

Son: "……"

Me: "WHY I ALWAYS GET CHOSEN?!"

A Visit to Remember

The sheep were sweet, the alpacas were a little too friendly, and somehow I became their chosen pandan supplier for the day.

We may not have taken many photos, but we certainly came away with plenty of memories.

Sometimes the best travel stories are the ones we never planned for.

And most importantly…

I left The Sheep Sanctuary with my cardigan, phone and dignity still more or less intact!

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