Dh never milking again.....

[Callieslamb]

I overslept my nap yesterday. Oops. DH said he would do the chores since I needed to be at a youth program at church in the evening. I left as Dh was going to the barn to milk. 30 minutes later he calls - can't get the milking machine to work. I run him through a couple things that go wrong from time to time. They didn't work. He had too much pressure but couldn't get the machine to stay on the cow. Finally he had to let the cow out to take everything apart. I am talking taking apart vacuum pumps here.... He calls from time to time with no success. In the background are 4 hungry sheep and 2 very hungry calves - it made conversation very difficult.

Between responsibilities at church, I decided I was needed worse at home home. Just as I drive up- he is returning from the barn - it's 8:30. He'd been at it 3 hours.

The problem - he didn't push in the button on the claw! Somehow during our conversations over the phone, he had asked about in or out.....and I answered 'out'. OOps. Guess I will be milking for a LLLLOOOOONNNNNGGGG time now. Can you imagine his frustration?

[myersfarm]

Yes and the calfs bawling in the background know exactly when you say a very important WORD..and get louder each time you repeat it

[Native87]

hehehe Thanks For Sharing This!!

[Callieslamb]

It was so sad...he's so embarrassed. He took the pulsator completely apart - as only an engineer can do....Glad I wasn't there to see all the little pieces laying everywhere. He took the claw apart to the nubs.....He did find a hole in one inflation for me though.....

[BlackWillowFarm]

At least now you know there's a hole in your inflation. Took the long way to get there though.

[Looking4ewes]

My husband hand milks for me when I'm away. I always come home to no milk (he gives it all to the calf) and milk splatter all over the stanction.

[SFM in KY]

Reminds me of when I was about 12 and my 16 year old cousin came to help one summer on the farm, having grown up in the city. He was big with lots of muscle and a lot of help especially in the hayfield, once he learned how to *not* throw the hay bales over the top of the haywagon and off the other side.

But we had one milk cow and 'taught' him how to milk, in theory anyway. The first morning he went out to milk, he came back after maybe an hour, empty bucket and literally saturated with milk, even his hair was standing on end, stiff with dried milk.

He put the bucket very quietly in the sink and said "Where are the pickup keys, I'll drive into town and buy milk whenever it's my turn to do the milking."