This week has been busy busy busy for us (more on the big reason it was so busy later) and a crazy weekend wouldn't be complete without a visit to the farm.
Ed's parents run a dairy farm outside of Peterborough and we visit often enough that Buzz is finally becoming familiar with the place. During this trip up he climbed towers of hay bales, showed no fear of cows, and went down a very tall slide, his courage was amazing. (In the picture Ed is attempting to get Buzz down from the bales, he got up with the help of a cousin).
I am pretty in love with some of the cows, they can be surprisingly lovely animals if you take the time to scratch behind their ears, this time I fell head over heals for a little jersey cow in the stall at the end of the row. She was smaller then the holstein cows and her face was incredibly sweet. While she was milked I pet her ears and she seemed to like that, sadly she is on loan and so we may never hang out again, but it was nice while it lasted.
Jersey cattle are lovely creatures. Sometime ask your Dad about Lady Clarabelle, "his" Jersey cow when we were young. (Mine was called Madame Queen...I named her...it seemed like a good name at the time...) We didn't know about such things (your Dad and I), but I understand that Jersey milk is much higher in cream content. The three Jerseys we had were placid (except on their first trip out of the barn in the spring...) and quite gentle with pesky little kids.
ReplyDeleteMadame Queen.... I like it.... if I ever have a girl.....
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