I brought Glory Bee into the barn to the milking parlor today. I’ve had her in there a few times already, so she’s learned how to walk into the stand–and she knows she wants to come, that there’s a treat involved. I just opened the back barn door and she came right in.
My, the stand can hardly contain her girth.
I glimpsed trouble. (That’s BP skulking in the alleyway, wondering why Glory Bee’s getting all the good stuff.)
One must always shut the door to the milking parlor!
Okay, whew, now time to go in.
Finally, in the stand, she let me lift her tail.
Hunh. Is anything really going on there? I don’t see it. Let’s check out the udder.
Now that looks promising! From this view, tail out of the way and from the rear, I do see some signs of early bagging up.
I played with her a little bit. I need to get the milking machine set up so I can let her hear the sound. Check out the cat (Diggy) on the observation deck.
She’s a little kicky! (But not too bad.)