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History, Two
A new quest began: What kind of cow would be best for my family? This led to the miniature Jersey. She is a small, cream filled beauty who can be sustained with little to no grain, thus improving the nutrients of the milk and keeping her in top health, eating as Nature intended her to eat. Now that I found the breed and type of cow I wanted, where to get one? I searched high and low all over the country to find one. Starting out with a trained adult cow in milk was my intention, as I had absolutely no experience with large animals, let alone trying to train one to milk when I had never laid hands on an udder before in my life. My first cow, Sally Jo, a Rabbit-eyed Guinea Jersey (proper genetics, just a little bigger than the miniature standards) was found in Virginia. Yes, you heard correctly, Virginia. My father and I drove over 1700 miles to pick her up. She came home in a horse trailer, being milked at rest-stops along the way with motorists slamming brakes and rubber-necking to see a cow being milked on the lawn of a rest-stop. The comments I heard during her daily walks were pretty funny, "That's a mighty big dog you've got there lady."
I took to being a milk-maid and "cowgirl" like a duck to water. I love it. It was not long before I "needed" another girl. My second, Janie, came from
Rocking Robin's Ranch in Arizona six months later.
With the extra milk, the plan has been to raise healthy meat: chickens,
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