Thursday, February 26, 2009

Eegads. Or Oh my goodness. Or what in the world is going on?

For the second night in a row Coco would not let me milk her. The mornings have been fine. She has been giving over 2 gallons of milk in the morning.

For some reason she backs up, dances around and goes crazy when I get ready to milk.

What in the world is the problem with that girl?

Maybe it is a bad case of cow PMS.

Maybe she is punishing me for leaving for 2 weeks.

Maybe she is getting tired of 15 months of lactation.

Maybe she wants a vacation.

I have never restrained Coco for milking time. I call her. She comes up to the concrete pad by the backdoor and I get out her food and she eats and I wash her udder and milk her. Same thing every morning, every evening. I haven't put her in a stanchion because we haven't needed to go that route. I kinda like our easy going relationship. Partners of sorts. Pals. Colaborers in this operation.

So what the heck, Coco? What did I do wrong? Why are you mad at me? Please don't make me beg you.


To be continued...


Anonymous said...

Hello! :)

Beth said...

Maybe Coco is just as weary of all this cold weather as the rest of us! I do hope that she starts feeling more cooperative soon--whisper in her ear that spring is just around the corner!:-)

Debi Kelly Van Cleave said...

I had to come and see what happened when I read your last story about Coco. I guess she just needs to be bred again. How long before you'll be able to milk again? After she has the baby? Will you buy milk in the meantime?