Our next big adventure, although seemingly little, is Ferdinand.  “Buy a cow” they said, “It’ll be easy” they said.  Well, it isn’t always easy and this little guy is our solution to the breeding problem.  He is a bull calf. ... Continue reading →

To some people ‘Change’ is a scary word.  I myself, have been subjected to enough change that I do not fear it, I welcome it.  For my husband, this is a double edged sword.   Decorating my house is one... Continue reading →

Baby cows are cute…but they can grow up to be ill mannered little dump trucks on legs.  They have no idea of their size.  Unlike horses, they don’t care where they step, stomp or bump.  They don’t mind slamming their... Continue reading →

(See prior post as to how we arrived here.) …Because anyone who has milked a cow knows there is no time to check Facebook, take a phone call or surf the web.  This is a task that you have to... Continue reading →

Naturally, I took the day off after Mabel’s birthing ordeal to regroup and master milking.  After all, I  had an impending deadline since her udder wasn’t getting any smaller. “Milk out Mabel” I stood alone in the barn, staring at... Continue reading →

The term “her water broke” took on a WHOLE new meaning. (Side Story: My water broke with my first baby while getting a massage, on my lunch break, at work.  True story.  It was like the Nile River.)  A cow is 5... Continue reading →

I’ll be honest, I knew nothing about the calving process. I had a few pictures in my mind from watching a veterinary show on television, but other than that, I had no tangible experience.  Granted, I have been through labor... Continue reading →

This is not a story for the faint of heart. However, if you feel like dying with roaring laughter, then please, read on. Today was the day my new ‘dairy’ sink was being installed. I went on a hunt and... Continue reading →