This is why . . .

[PrairieSpyder]

you don't push a stroller up close to the back of a cow at the fair:

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[Bob Denman]

Or let your kid wander too close to the Camels!!

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[BoilerAnimal]

you don't push a stroller up close to the back of a cow at the fair:

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Obviously not much experience on the farm!

[cuznjohn]

ok that made me laugh

[Bob Denman]

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[cuznjohn]

how is this for a freak thing

[trikermutha]

[Bob Denman]

Long Lost Brothers from a Different Mother!

(Which makes me wonder about his Dad!! )

[ARtraveler]

[bmccaffrey]

won't hurt he's just a little ****

[SteveLaoyster]

you don't push a stroller up close to the back of a cow at the fair:

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I remember watching for coughing or sneezing cows when doing my daily chores in the barn. You learn that lesson very quickly in a barn. Just takes one time. Those were good times!

[Peter Aawen]

..... Those were good times!

Yeah, I remember those early mornings,
sun barely colouring the horizon,
stars still sharply bright in an absolutely clear sky,
with a low mist drifting heavily just above the grass
where it was barely hiding the crystal shards of frost layered an inch thick on the ground.......


& having to drag myself outta my nice warm bed to go out in the freezing cold & bring the bloody cows in for milking....




& then walking thru the paddocks searching out the warmer spots where the cows had been resting, looking for the freshest, steamiest, cow pats around, just so I could stand in them for a bit & take the chill off my freezing toes!!


And once we got the cows into the bails, tucking my head hard into their sides not only to keep my head & ears warm, but also to avoid being swatted by that shoggy lump of wet s**t covered hair that was invariably hanging off the end of their tails!! At least my hands got warm milking, but you hadta remember to warm your hands first or touching that very first cow's udder with freezing hands produced an instantaneous 'fight or flight' response - the cow would dump its entire load right then & there, & I ain't talking about warm milk!!



Yeah, those were surely the good times!!

[BoilerAnimal]

Yeah, I remember those early mornings,
sun barely colouring the horizon,
stars still sharply bright in an absolutely clear sky,
with a low mist drifting heavily just above the grass
where it was barely hiding the crystal shards of frost layered an inch thick on the ground.......


& having to drag myself outta my nice warm bed to go out in the freezing cold & bring the bloody cows in for milking....




& then walking thru the paddocks searching out the warmer spots where the cows had been resting, looking for the freshest, steamiest, cow pats around, just so I could stand in them for a bit & take the chill off my freezing toes!!


And once we got the cows into the bails, tucking my head hard into their sides not only to keep my head & ears warm, but also to avoid being swatted by that shoggy lump of wet s**t covered hair that was invariably hanging off the end of their tails!! At least my hands got warm milking, but you hadta remember to warm your hands first or touching that very first cow's udder with freezing hands produced an instantaneous 'fight or flight' response - the cow would dump its entire load right then & there, & I ain't talking about warm milk!!



Yeah, those were surely the good times!!

That started out quite nicely. Then the hard story of one who has actually experienced the harsh realities of dealing with cows!

[JerryB]

Hi Peter,

Re: Yeah, those were surely the good times!!

On Interstate highway I-5, just north of Kettlemen City, California, around milepost 333 - 335, you will find the largest cattle feedlot that I have ever seen. It is on the east side of I-5.

I have driven past it many times. I have learned, that no matter what the outside temp is, about two miles away you roll up all of your windows & keep them up until you are about two miles away from it. The two miles is dependent upon wind direction.

IMO anyone who has ever driven past that feed lot will never forget it.

You might feel right at home,

Jerry Baumchen

[Chupaca]

Good thing it missed the sippy cup..

[mowin]

When I was a kid, my parents took us kids and a neighbor's kid(Perry) to the Chatham fair. Perry was pestering a camel, and dad told him to stop. He did when the camel spit the nastiest slimy goober in his face.

[SPECTACUALR SPIDERMAN]

how is this for a freak thing

i think that is much like seeing jesus in your toast, it's a holy experience.

[BoilerAnimal]

Hi Peter,

Re: Yeah, those were surely the good times!!

On Interstate highway I-5, just north of Kettlemen City, California, around milepost 333 - 335, you will find the largest cattle feedlot that I have ever seen. It is on the east side of I-5.

I have driven past it many times. I have learned, that no matter what the outside temp is, about two miles away you roll up all of your windows & keep them up until you are about two miles away from it. The two miles is dependent upon wind direction.

IMO anyone who has ever driven past that feed lot will never forget it.

You might feel right at home,

Jerry Baumchen

Cattle can smell terrible when packed together but pale in comparison to a factory farm for pigs! A hog confinement is the foulest stench known to man! I would ten times rather have to smell a skunk, a dead putrifing animal, sulfur or whatever you can think of verses a large hog confinement.

Here in the Midwest, if you want to get people up in arms, protesting and organizing with good reason, announce plans for a hog confinement operation.

When I was young, it was common to smell the hogs, which were very small in number compared to a factory farm and say that was the smell of money. A buddy of mine would say if that's the smell of money, give me real estate!

[Bob Denman]

There's nothing quite like the smell of a really good farm!
I shoveled probably a couple of thousand dump truck loads of manure out of barnyards during my youth-time employment: you get used to it!

[jegarh]

Hi Peter,

Re: Yeah, those were surely the good times!!

On Interstate highway I-5, just north of Kettlemen City, California, around milepost 333 - 335, you will find the largest cattle feedlot that I have ever seen. It is on the east side of I-5.

I have driven past it many times. I have learned, that no matter what the outside temp is, about two miles away you roll up all of your windows & keep them up until you are about two miles away from it. The two miles is dependent upon wind direction.

IMO anyone who has ever driven past that feed lot will never forget it.

You might feel right at home,

Jerry Baumchen

The smell of money. From the time I was about 10 yrs old I was the family surgeon. It was my job to castrate. I was little and I could easily reach the scrotum while the animal was held in the squeeze chute. My grandfather would wait until the bulls were yearlings to castrate. Many times after cutting about 30 or 40 animals I would lose the feeling in my thumbs. It was worth it though. We told folks that the only reason we raised beef cattle was for the "mountain oysters".

[BoilerAnimal]

You do get used to it and won't even notice it after your olfactory is destroyed but then go into a Dairy Queen and see how people react!

[Bob Denman]

You can usually walk right to the front of the line, and get your ice cream a whole lot quicker!

[PrairieSpyder]

Yeah, I remember those early mornings,
sun barely colouring the horizon,
stars still sharply bright in an absolutely clear sky,
with a low mist drifting heavily just above the grass
where it was barely hiding the crystal shards of frost layered an inch thick on the ground.......


& having to drag myself outta my nice warm bed to go out in the freezing cold & bring the bloody cows in for milking....




& then walking thru the paddocks searching out the warmer spots where the cows had been resting, looking for the freshest, steamiest, cow pats around, just so I could stand in them for a bit & take the chill off my freezing toes!!


And once we got the cows into the bails, tucking my head hard into their sides not only to keep my head & ears warm, but also to avoid being swatted by that shoggy lump of wet s**t covered hair that was invariably hanging off the end of their tails!! At least my hands got warm milking, but you hadta remember to warm your hands first or touching that very first cow's udder with freezing hands produced an instantaneous 'fight or flight' response - the cow would dump its entire load right then & there, & I ain't talking about warm milk!!



Yeah, those were surely the good times!!

And then you clean up and go to school, come home and do it again!

You paint a good picture!

[SL Ken]

Hi Peter,

Re: Yeah, those were surely the good times!!

On Interstate highway I-5, just north of Kettlemen City, California, around milepost 333 - 335, you will find the largest cattle feedlot that I have ever seen. It is on the east side of I-5.

I have driven past it many times. I have learned, that no matter what the outside temp is, about two miles away you roll up all of your windows & keep them up until you are about two miles away from it. The two miles is dependent upon wind direction.

IMO anyone who has ever driven past that feed lot will never forget it.

You might feel right at home,

Jerry Baumchen

I have been by there many times. You are right. You never forget. I even hit the recycle inside air and it just doesn't work.

[cmbspyderrss]

Raised Hampshire, Yorks and Durocs for about 5years. The 1st year smell was terrible. Lost a ton of weight from throwing up but got used to it. The farm owner played the normal trick to new hands with the first dinner being sphegetti and meat balls. Damn those were good until I figured out what I was doing that morning. Then they were even better. Loved and miss the whole pig raising experience. Will have pigs when I retire for sure. I am amazed at how smart pigs are and had my breeding boar sit, roll over, come on command, heel you name it. Just a 1032lb dog is all he was.

my worst smell was visiting my uncle in Bozeman MT. The papermill was unreal for 15 miles in any direction.