I have been begging Ted to buy me a dairy cow. My dream was to get one so we can hand milk her at the same time we are milking the goats. I could picture cheese, yogurt, ice cream, butter...all the wonderful things that we could make. Well, we answered a craigslist ad for a "very tame, healthy Jersey heifer. Hand milked.". We went out last Friday to look her over. She was a beauty - and if we bought her we had to get her 3 month old heifer calf as well. Also, she had been bred to a Beefmaster bull. So I guess it was like getting 3 cows for the price of one. The farmer was nice enough to deliver her (them) to the farm the next day since we had no way of transporting a full grown cow.
It has been 3 days and I am over my "hand milking a cow" dream. UGH! She won't let me near her - oh, I can get close, and even reach down a milk her a bit but if I want to come near that cow with a bucket.....forgetaboutit! She bucks around like something possessed. I'll be honest - I am terrified of her. She is HUGE and she really throws her weight around if I am making her do something she is not interested in doing. Not to mention, she must have said some bad things about me to her calf because there is no way that little girl will come within 10 feet of me.
Well, this is a very expensive lesson learned. I guess I will see how things go over the next couple of days.
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