Came home from milking this evening to be shown this bit of Henry footage taken by our youngest son, Thomas. The children had been outside playing and had left an old metal fire extinguisher on the floor, which as you will see in the video, Henry was not to sure of.
Quick blog tonight, I'm on a full weekend milking and we are in the midst of block calving. The herd I milk all weekend for every other weekend, although not a big herd at around 100 to 110 cows, they are at the highest level of herd health. The cows generally come through the parlour without the need to empty their stomach contents on me in the pit, but this morning I was on the receiving end of a cow pat ambush, with one of the old girls catching me a beauty on my shoulder and right down my back and tonight milking, one of them was walking towards me and some how flicked their back foot through a cow pat, flicking the cow pat at me in a almost machine gun formation of cow shit splats, hitting me with several splats to my body and one lovely large dab on my neck running down onto my t'shirt, "lovely." Thankfully I wear water proof leggings and a long sleeved parlour jacket which keeps most of it off your clothing, but tonight on finishing milking and it is so mild, so not wearing a hat, I stunk like I had been dunked in the slurry pit when I arrived home, so clothes all went straight in the washing machine and me straight in the shower. Just thinking though, if cow shit is like bird shit (it is thought lucky for a bird to poop on you), you get a lot more shit with a cow, than a bird. Then I'm in for a whole lot of luck coming my way, although I think I'm pretty lucky already, maybe that's from all the previous cow pat ambushes I have received over the years. Lol
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me with Bumble and Blottie, waiting patiently to be unleashed, November 2018
Hello, I am Jane, you might of guessed, I love dogs. We are situated in the North Devon countryside, England, United Kingdom. Our home is occupied by my husband, David, our children, pack of dogs and me.