Dreading Animals Shearing Day

A message comes up on your phone. It is a shop reminding you for shearing day.
As you walk out of your house and onto the grass for the event that you absolutely dread.
An animal stands there waiting, in a fixed spot, unmoving.
It really has no clue as to what her kind owner is about to do.
Two cute round eyes stare at your face as you approach it.
You pull a glum face on.
The animal trots to your side and puts her foot on your knee.
You then distract her as you pull out the shearer from behind your back.
By now, there are piles and piles of shorn white wool around your feet. (As well as an angry animal)
You hate to be doing this to an innocent, little thing, but you just have to do it for the shop it came from.
You then stare at its face.
The animal has a round, small, smooshed, blunt face.
On top of the face, there are two spear-shaped ears.
You can’t take it anymore. No one, not anyone would understand this feeling when this day, 4 times a year comes.
Suddenly, the alpaca runs away, and you have no clue what just happened.
Then the doorbell rings. Who could it be?
You rush to the door, hoping it is not anyone you don’t want to see.
As the door opens, the fully shorn thing stands there with a pizza box and a letter.
Your heart fills with a weird warmth.
You take the two items from her and share them with her. You also read the letter. It reads about how the world is stopping the shearing of animals and is making it only once a year.
How this could have happened, no one will ever know. But what we will know is that the animal had something to do with it.
Your heart leaps with joy.
Your one and only best friend is a hero.
The alpaca.