This little one ran from heifer to heifer asking ?
Are you my mama?
Are YOU my mama?
WHO is my mama?
Then mama stepped up and fed her breakfast…
I LOVE my job! !!!!!
Home, I’m home. No place has felt like home for so long I barely recognized the feeling. But here I am… surrounded on all sides by farm and field and dairy cattle. A small 5 acre spot with … Continue reading
So.. It seems that I have landed.. at least temporarily.. I have milked on this big farm several times a week for 2 and 1/2 years.. since the house I have been renting for almost 4 years has been sold, we have till the end of the school yer to move.. we are looking for housing on or very near this farm.. The owners value me as an employee and are working hard to get me a place and then I will permanently land here.. if not.. I will keep moving along..
It takes 2 of us and We milk anywhere from a low 150 cows to a high of 225.. it’s funny how I don’t always recognize every face.. but I know who is who by Udder and Moo.. lol
I really hope this position can become permanent and full time for me.. There are learning and growing opportunities here.. I will get to milk full time, do some calf care and be an assistant to the herdsman..
but most of all.. Here there will be safety and security for me and my family..
just like that
it was over
It was unequivocally one of the hardest things I have ever had to do.. without tears in my eyes for the girls sake..
and then after a unbelievably hard day this happened
After a day (a week really) full of nothing but stress and uncertainty and so . much. anger. directed at me.. the simple kind words of a virtual stranger made the end of this day.. survivable.
“I’m sorry this is happening to you, I know how hard it must be. Stay strong you never know what might happen. Be kind to yourself you did a great job and I am sure she would be proud of you” -stranger
and then this stranger sent someone to the auction and maybe.. possibly buy some of the girls… I may never know but at least there is a glimmer of hope for something good for the girls.
Then there was this morning.. for the first day in 4 1/2 years. no work , no cows to milk and my phone died and my alarm did not go off.. so we got up late..
Im now living in a strange world.. where you can drive your kids to school and go to the grocery store all before 9 am.
Just trying to fit in.
Oh…. and no cow and silage smell trailing me everywhere.
not sure what comes next…
I have a part time job that offered me a few more shifts per week but I need full time to support my family..
and then there was
my landlord sold the house I have been renting.. I have hopefully till my daughters are out of school in June to move..
Perhaps I will divest myself of Everything that won’t fit into a truck and take the girls off on an adventure.. perhaps..
I hope to come back to Sunday Morning Cow Church.. maybe from my part time cow job we can connect again.. or somewhere else..
A very merry cow church
A heifer Christmas song.
Sung to the tune of jingle bells
Oh the weather outside is frightful
And the cows in here are spiteful
Since we’ve no milk for you
What are those
Watch your toes
Kiss my nose