So...
There i was... on a farm stay up the valley...
Fresh air..... bit smelly and very hot.. but different to the lovely cool coastal sea breezes us coasties are use to !!
I awoke early.. took my long handled square mouth shovel ( for milking cows , as insturucted by strugglebrook) down to the dairy.
No farmers about??....
Hmmm.. probably at home cleaning up after the shipwreck that strugglebrook talks about in so much detail...Never did quite figure out what that was all about??... must be why they say farmers are "Early risers"????
Anyway..Thinking i would make the milking process as warm and comfortable experience as possible for the cow, I placed the shovel in some hot coals of a fire from the day before.....There was some other long bits of steel ...about 1 metre long with handles on them???.. they had a couple of letters on the other end??
I singled out the largest cow i could find.....Bit different to the other cows???.. The others had a sorta "bagpipe " thingy underneath them..
The one i chose just had a big "drain plug" sorta thingy underneath.. I figures ... must be a new mutated type of moo cow that the farmers have interbred ( The bush folk are good at that). One large drain plug must be better than 4 ...Sorta " Hi flow" ... like the diesel pumps i see at the servo for trucks nowadays....... cool
So..
I puts a rope around the cows neck and fastens him to the fergie tractor . Removes the shovel from the fire and gently places it on the milking point and "Sack"..
All of a sudden there was this real loud mooing noise...vvvvveeeeerrrry high pitched ..... and the "cow" took off across the paddock with the tractor hot in pursuit.
It took a big arc and came back around towards me.. ...went clean through the dairy demolishing it and proceeded on through the farmhouse ... in one end .. and out the other it went...and up over the hill beyond!!!.... by this stage the fergie had bump started and was starting to overtake the cow !!!
The farmer came down to see what the hell had happened?????.. i explained that i had done exactly what J Strugglebrook had instructed me to do..
He asked for details of Strugglebrooks whereabouts.. ??.. i gave him all the details and handed him the shovel to return to Strugglebrook... giving him instructions to thank JD when they meet.
. He placed it in his ute along with the pump action shotgun??.mumbling something about "Knackering the bast@#$ when he ropes and brands him"...
Me being keen to learn more about farming , .I made a mental note
to ask JD about the knackering, branding and de- horning process next time we meet
I Thanked Jed for having me stay a few days and left the farm thinking... Perhaps dairy farming is not for me..
On the way home i passed the cow sitting in a nearby creekbed with steam coming up from around his milking sack.
The tractor still tehered to the cow , and...was doing ever deminishing circles around the cow.....Geez i am glad i tied a rope between em.. the farmer will be so happy to get his prized single drain cow and the faithfull Fergie back
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If the poor dairy cow buggers have to go through that every morning and arvo i reckon that milk should be dearer .. and Savlon for the poor cows should be on the free list of pharmasutical products....
Strugglebrook could make a fortune going around the farms hand applying the Savlon to the single drain cows burnt bits... would be a lot easier for the struggling shopkeeper than selling tractor tyres to the cockies ...
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