I LOVE LOVE LOVE Homesteading! While most days are filled with frustration; the hard work and perseverance always pay off! We brought home a couple of bred cows last month, two weeks later one of them gave birth. I have been fighting for fresh milk ever since. Trying to earn Missy Moo’s affection has been challenging. I’ve been kicked by a calf, head butted in the stomach by his horned Momma, stepped on, pooped on, and chased across the field.
Today, it paid off.
Today, my son drank fresh, raw, cows milk with his breakfast.
Accomplishment is a wonderful feeling. The best part: it tastes amazing! I realized yesterday that I should have been recording the process because, frankly, someone could probably learn from my mistakes. I’ve spent hours watching YouTube videos about milking cows… not a single one of them warned me that my cow *might* jump over the barn stall when I separated her calf from her. Have you ever seen a cow jump? I remember a nursery rhyme that said a cow could jump over the moon, but I always just chalked that up to child’s play. Nope. It might actually be possible. But that experience is in the past now.
Today, I drank real milk.
After a great deal of trial and error, I found that moving Missy and her calf into a small barn lot away from the other animals was vital. They have been dependent on me for food, water, and mineral, in addition to having to put up with me moving around them to clean out the stall daily. We bonded. I also learned that while halter tieing a cow to milk may work for some people… it wasn’t going to work for us. I had to get resourceful and create an alternative to a squeeze chute, to protect myself while milking and catching the calf. We still have a lot of work to do, but I am proud of the progress we’ve made so far and I am looking forward to taming the bull calf.