Post by Stacy on Oct 28, 2009 17:33:09 GMT -5
... today, I hated my cow! Isn't that rotten of me?
I have a cold that is kicking my butt. I was super tired. My head HURTS and is backed up with SNOT. The dang milker wasn't working.WHY TODAY?!
I needed to finish milking her by hand. She was being a BRAT! She would NOT stand still. Shuffle foot forward in my way, move back a good two feet! She decided she needed to eat the hay off to the side and would NOT stay put. <sigh> She also tried to knock over the whole shelving unit that the milker pump is on and well, everything else we keep out there.
I was NOT a happy camper. "That's it!" I told her. SWAT! She gave me the tail in the mouth treatment. "GRRR!! I said that's IT Maggie!". I tied her up so she couldn't move much. She STILL tried to knock over the shelves. I kept yelling "NO" at her and smacking her on the nose...to which she replied with a smack of her tail! (She eventually kept missing as I got quick enough to smack the nose, then move all the way out of the milking area!)
When she turned and gave me " the look", ears half down, eyes bugging at me... I crossed my arms and told her I didn't care. And there I sat. She finally faced forward, stopped trying to knock over the shelves and stood like a good girl. I threw some hay into her feeder and finished milking her silly self. I milked it all onto the ground as I didn't have an extra bucket outside and had had the kids take in the one gallon I had gotten in the milker a good hour earlier so it could be put away.
As soon as I let her out of the milking shed, she did her usual....snatch a couple bites of now, nearly dead grass, and then went back into her field.
I foolishly stuck my tounge out at her, she moo'd at me and we left it at that.
Today, I hated my cow (for about an hour)!
I have a cold that is kicking my butt. I was super tired. My head HURTS and is backed up with SNOT. The dang milker wasn't working.WHY TODAY?!
I needed to finish milking her by hand. She was being a BRAT! She would NOT stand still. Shuffle foot forward in my way, move back a good two feet! She decided she needed to eat the hay off to the side and would NOT stay put. <sigh> She also tried to knock over the whole shelving unit that the milker pump is on and well, everything else we keep out there.
I was NOT a happy camper. "That's it!" I told her. SWAT! She gave me the tail in the mouth treatment. "GRRR!! I said that's IT Maggie!". I tied her up so she couldn't move much. She STILL tried to knock over the shelves. I kept yelling "NO" at her and smacking her on the nose...to which she replied with a smack of her tail! (She eventually kept missing as I got quick enough to smack the nose, then move all the way out of the milking area!)
When she turned and gave me " the look", ears half down, eyes bugging at me... I crossed my arms and told her I didn't care. And there I sat. She finally faced forward, stopped trying to knock over the shelves and stood like a good girl. I threw some hay into her feeder and finished milking her silly self. I milked it all onto the ground as I didn't have an extra bucket outside and had had the kids take in the one gallon I had gotten in the milker a good hour earlier so it could be put away.
As soon as I let her out of the milking shed, she did her usual....snatch a couple bites of now, nearly dead grass, and then went back into her field.
I foolishly stuck my tounge out at her, she moo'd at me and we left it at that.
Today, I hated my cow (for about an hour)!