My newest addition or, according to my boss, “Audrey Hepburn”, because she is the only black and white cow on the farm except for my other Holstein, so clearly she’s famous.
She learned to walk on the halter well, so here’s hoping for a good show season with her. :)
I’ll be moving out to NY in November to hopefully accomplish opening a bottling plant and providing wholesome dairy products and perhaps more to as many people as I can.
I’m pretty excited about it and I get to bring my three lovely ladies with me (cows), which will be interesting. An 8 hour trip all across the state of NY. It will be interesting to say the least.
Looking at the view!
Can’t tell if the the “view” is a cow butt or indeed, a view. Nice either way.
So a couple weeks ago I went on a farm tour of Arethusa Farm in Litchfield, CT. This is what you would call a gentleman’s farm. As you can see from the second picture the farm is immaculate. The cows are bathed weekly and given hair cuts, that’s right, hair cuts, every few weeks or so. This is the cow equivalent of a racing stable. It is not moving forward as a stand alone passion and business.
The owner’s of the farm own a famous shoe company, and have a lot of money to spare on staff and those sort of things for all of these ladies. It would be a nice standard to be able to have for many dairy farms, but is not feasible by any means unless the farm is supported outside of just animals and milk.
That being said, above the entrance way to the barn, there is painted a declaration that I know many dairy farmer’s take to heart, “Every cow in this barn is a lady, please treat her as such.”
And I know from talking to the employees there, and employees and owners of many other farms that they take great pride and care in their work, their business, their livelihood. It is ingrained in bone and rushing through veins, because it is a hard-earned, fulfilling way of life.
Cows are social creatures, and they’ll believe almost anything you teach them.
New calf born last night from my cow Shush! His face looks just like his mom’s and he’s a little too smart for being a day old! Anyway, looking for a name since he’ll be going to a petting zoo type thing when he get’s a bit older.
"What are you looking at?"
Shush had a mighty need to itch as far back as possible. She’s more flexible than I am, that’s for sure.