Life in the country is filled with strange and wonderful things. Animal things.
That’s right. That’s Moon Pie letting two calves suck on her at the same time. And only one of them is hers.
That’s Gingersnap, her real baby, on the left, and Pumpkin, Glory Bee’s baby, on the right! Sucking on Moon Pie!
Moon Pie had just been milked, by the way! And she could still nurse two babies at the same time, immediately after milking! Pumpkin is still nursing on Glory Bee, by the way. She’s just double dipping…..
Cows LOVE babies!!!
P.S. What about Dumplin? I HAVE NO CLUE. She hasn’t had a calf so far.
Training Moon Pie has been quite the little adventure. Every day, she’s a little bit better at it. She’s got the memo now, she just has to stop and study it every couple of minutes so she can remember what she’s supposed to do.
Every evening, we separate baby Gingersnap and put her in the alleyway in the barn. In the morning, a temporary gate is tied to a bar in the barn to confine her to the back of the alleyway so that I can bring in Moon Pie. Moon Pie is gently encouraged to enter the milking parlor (after saying good morning to her baby through the gate) and hooked up to the milking machine. She’s the messiest eater in the milk stand I’ve ever seen, flinging food everywhere out of her food tray. Baby goat Cherry loves to sneak in and hide out under the milk stand to eat her leavings.
After milking, I bring Moon Pie out of the milking parlor, release the baby, and they go out into the world (or the barn yard) for the day. Gingersnap gets to suck on mommy all day, hang out with the other cows, play with the other calf, frolic around, enjoy the sunshine, and learn how to be a cow. Then it all starts over again when she’s separated again in the evening.
Valentina is milked after Moon Pie, then I take all the milk up to the studio. Moon Pie is giving about 3/4 gallon per day. This is from one milking per day, and she’s holding up some milk for her baby, too. Cows are good at holding up milk for their babies, and especially good at holding up their cream. But Moon Pie is looking to be a pretty good little dairy girl. She’s half Jersey/Brown Swiss (with Glory Bee as her mama) and half some kind mixed mutt beef from her daddy. (This is what happens when you let your cows hang out in bars. Glory Bee brought home a biker that night!)
I’ve always thought Moon Pie looked like she had some good dairy characteristics, favoring her mama more than her papa, and even with holding her cream up for the baby, I can tell she’s got some good cream in there.
If you can’t see the cream line in the above picture, the below picture points to the cream line with the top of the spoon.
Not bad, Moon Pie, not bad!
There’s even a little heavy cream on the top, but heavy cream is the hardest thing to get out of a new mother.
With this gallon of Moon Pie milk, I skimmed off two pints of cream, which will be used for ice cream this weekend, and made a batch of yogurt with the rest.
With milking Moon Pie once a day, and Valentina twice a day, my days are centered around milking. Sometimes it seems like a chore and I procrastinate getting started. But once I get out there, there’s a rhythmic flow to handling the animals and milking them and taking care of the milk, checking for eggs, feeding Roman his bottle, and getting it all done of a morning, then repeating it all again in the afternoon. It’s satisfying when I tuck those eggs and bottles of milk and cream away, and when I make cheese and yogurt and other things. We made that–my animals and I!
Two strainer pots of chevre draining in my fridge.
Can’t wait. I love goat cheese. I’m really enjoying having dairy goats again, especially better behaved dairy goats. And just as important as the cheese, the goats are filling a gap while Glory Bee is dried off awaiting her next calf. I like being able to provide my own dairy, and don’t like it when I … Continued…
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It’s been snowing again this week, but at least it’s not that quantity. Just daily dustings, enough to keep the roads slick and make repeat daily trips to the barn an uncomfortable and non-magical experience. … Continued…
This addictive problem has become so evilly entrenched in my life that I attended a WWE live event at the Charleston Civic Center last weekend.
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Its so good to see you sticking with it and progressing. I can relate to tired. holstein woman on My Mornings
You have come a long way since the move to the Crooked little House! I am proud of you! It is a good life. I have had to give the milking over to my husband but he is doing a great job so we are still enjoying that wonderful raw milk. I knew you had it in you! Glenda on My Mornings
Hang in the Suzanne, according to the ads on TV, robots are on the way! Joell on My Mornings
I wish I had the energy you have! I started my farm last year in January, but I had been diagnosed with COPD just after I bought the property. I do what I can, but I need more help with some stuff. I get my critters all fed, and get them fresh water, but milking anyone is not going to happen, I can't get that low to the ground and manage to get back up. . We are starting to grow veges, and my daughter's boyfriend is making planter boxes for us so I can do that pretty much standing up. That is a big help. It's not going the way I had originally planned, but I couldn't think of a better way to live! (as compared to what I WAS doing! ) ClaudiaL on My Mornings
That is fantastic! Way easier i am sure and more comfortable for the cows I loved that Mommy Duck has a harem after her patience I have missed somehow Dumplins baby post. I tried searching it. Is there a link? Thank you for this amazing post! Dana on A New Complete Milking System
I hand milked for a year before I got a machine. Please warn them to look at ALL 4 teats to be sure the backs are long enough to get a hold on. I have big hands so short teats are really hard to milk but the calf can always have them too. holstein woman on A New Complete Milking System
Many a day I thought I would like to NOT milk 4 cows. So I sympathize with you and so much milk. I have to be really honest and say I would like to milk a goat to get just enough for me. (Since I'm alone now) No I don't want to sell milk again even though I would like to make cheese again. holstein woman on The White Tide
My Grandfather had a farm and had dairy cows, he would have marveled at such a device, it certainly would have made my Grandparents life's much easier. Joell on A New Complete Milking System