The hay is gone.

As a kid, you never forget the day you are separated from your faithful; farm friends. "Lucky," the Brown Swiss cow-produced an abundance of milk. She also ate enough food for 3 cows. During a prolonged drought, the decision was made to sell her.

We spent lots of time together when her milk was fresh. Aiming milk spray at kittens; eagerly waiting for their share. Sometimes the pail was intentionally placed, & Lucky put her foot in the milk. The milk would then have to be dumped & we didn't have to haul it back to the house.