Shelly
Well-known member
Saturday was the end of my life as I've known it for the last 25 years. Our cows have gone to their new home, I hope they work out for their new owner as well as they had for us. The true reality of it hit yesterday when we were cleaning out the barns for the last time. I stood in the one barn remembering all the hours spent in there, reliving the joys of bringing new calves into the world, and the heartbreak of losing the odd one here and there. I've had a lump in my throat since then that won't go away, and tears pricking at the corners of my eyes that threaten to spill at any given moment. I am honestly going to miss those cows for a long time to come.