There is something very ‘peaceful’ about milk cows. Cherry was our Brown Swiss milk cow as a kid and even though she didn’t really want anyone else but my Dad to milk her…she was very sweet. Would let me sit on her and brush her and she had the nicest calves….. my pets for awhile. I like your new website alot…. check them both each day. Thanks.
Donna Hutchinson April 8th, 2010 @ 7:43 am
Look at those eyelashes. What a beautiful cow!
Steph in Oregon April 8th, 2010 @ 8:14 am
My husband always says in his next life he wants to come back as one of my cats or dogs.
I’d like to come back as one of Shreve’s farmily members!
Just wondered if you keep your cows cleaner than some? Sometimes I see a herd of cows in a small paddock of mud, covered in it, and feel very sorry for them, but you wouldn’t be able to cuddle with Daisy if she were all mud… So wondered if you were going against the norm for Wyoming by keeping your own small herd cleaner than your neighbors with 1000s might. Or is it just dryer there?
shreve April 8th, 2010 @ 9:28 am
Elizabeth ~ I’ve never bathed Daisy, or any of my bovines for that matter!
Sometimes Daisy will lay in a plop of poop and have a big green spot on her side for a day – it sure shows up on a white cow!
But mostly, it has to do with the environment in which the cows are kept. If they are able to roam freely, or are kept in a paddock that is cleaned regularly, they will be clean (and healthier and happier).
If they are stuck in a feedlot, the cattle have no option but to get mired in eachother’s poop. One of the many reasons I am very against feedlots.
She looks soooo soft. I love the feel of cow noses. Shreve, I love how dedicated you are to caring for your animals and loving them. If everyone cared for their pets like you do we wouldn’t have so many unwanted animals in this world.
catherine April 8th, 2010 @ 11:00 am
I love that little toupe’ on her head. It is right on top , like a little hat ! She is very fashionable ….
and i always thought daisy was a cow…now i see she is a little piggy =-)
mlaiuppa April 8th, 2010 @ 5:49 pm
She needs a necklace.
Have you ever seen the cow parade in Switzerland? They dress them up with big bells hanging on wide leather collars that are all decorated with painted flowers. The cows look lovely. I wonder if they feel a bit special in their Sunday finest.
“ALP AUFZUG (Procession to the Alps) Some time in April or May
Alp Aufzug, the procession of animals driven to upland pastures in early spring, is a picturesque sight and a festive occasion in every valley hamlet. Every year the village men and older boys set out in early spring for crude mountain huts, situated at an altitude of six to eight thousand feet, to look after the cows and goats and make butter and cheese for autumn marketing. The women and children remain at home, tending crops and gardens and bringing in the hay.
On the morning of the Alp Aufzug the whole village tingles with suppressed excitement. The air is filled with the barking of dogs and the melodious ringing of cowbells. Herdsmen dressed in vivid peasant costume, with flowers in their hats and, sometimes, a brass ring in one ear, assemble the long procession of animals for the slow march to the mountains. The sleek herds, each preceded by their flower-crowned Queen, wear garlands and gay streamers. Enormous bells swing from the collars of the choicest cows, while smaller, but no less musical bells, adorn the necks of the more humble creatures.
Behind the cows, dogs and youths round up goats and sheep. Once in the mountains, these rugged smaller animals seek higher more stony pastures than the cows. At milking time the boys drive the goats down to the dairy hut and later join the older men in a simple supper of black bread, cheese, milk, and mountain fruits.
The rear of the procession is brought up by flower-decked wagons, or sometimes by mules, laden with cheese molds, cauldrons, pans, and other necessary dairy equipment, as well as enough blankets and household articles to last through the summer.
As the colorful procession of herdsmen and animals slowly starts from the village, good-byes are called, hands waved, a few tears shed; for girls will miss their sweethearts, women their men, and life in the mountain pastures is lonely and monotonous.”
Daisy would certainly be Queen Cow.
In honor of Daisy and Sprintime I would like to share a book: 14 Cows for America by Carmen Agra Deedy.
You’ll love it, even though they’re Masai cows, not Swiss.
LoriG April 8th, 2010 @ 7:29 pm
Shreve, thank you for sharing your farmily with us. I think Daisy is beautiful and looks like a delight. I can feel that you have an incredible connection with your animals and they with you. What a wonderful blessing to have.
karyn April 8th, 2010 @ 8:29 pm
I was wondering what the origin or thought or meaning of your blog name is? Or did you already answer this and I missed it?
Love those soft cow eyes….*sigh*….Daisy is pretty special. No wonder the phrase ‘making cows eyes at’ exists!
Janey April 8th, 2010 @ 8:40 pm
Not only is Daisy one of the most beautiful cows I’ve ever seen, but that’s the most beautiful (and yummy looking!) hay I’ve ever seen!
I have seen the Alp Aufzug and it is quite special. Daisy would fit in nicely.
Love to you and yours!
Gabi April 8th, 2010 @ 10:30 pm
I just love, love, love seeing beautiful Daisy girl. I want to give her a hug :o)
Gabi April 8th, 2010 @ 10:31 pm
PS. I want to brush her sweet tuft of hair and put a decorative flower in it.
mlaiuppa April 8th, 2010 @ 10:49 pm
I’m picturing Daisy as Queen of the Wyoming Aufzug with a wreath of daisies around her neck and a crown of daisies on her head.
And after the parade, she can eat the daisies.
Karen April 8th, 2010 @ 11:42 pm
I remember, as a girl, visiting my grandmother and uncle who ran a farm together. I loved hanging out with the Holsteins at milking time. They were a little suspicious of me, but they were gentle cows who let my uncle and cousins handle them every-which-way.
I was always intrigued by the summoning of the cows to milking. If they hadn’t shown up on time, one of my cousins would set out over the pasture calling “Here Boss! Come Bossy!” Eventually they’d attract the attention of the lead cow, and once she decided to go be milked the others came without argument.
Peggie April 9th, 2010 @ 12:41 pm
Looks like she has hay fever
Lynda April 9th, 2010 @ 1:51 pm
funny, Peggie…love it!
my grandmother loved cows…we’d stop along the way on a Sunday drive in CT so she could view them from the car.
she’d say that if the cows were sitting down, rain would be predicted.
my daughter had the pleasure of spending time on a friend’s VA farm for a weekend. she was delighted to observe that the calves ran and played like dogs!
we’re obviously city girls.
Chris April 9th, 2010 @ 2:52 pm
“Happy as a cow with her nose in hay,” sounds a lot better than the one about pigs…
Lovely images of a lovely animal.
Devin from Baltimore April 9th, 2010 @ 4:05 pm
Hey Shreve, that’s a lovely bovine you’ve got there.
I’m finally reading your book after following your site for a year or so, and I just got past the part where Charlie beat Parvo (go Charlie!)
In this chapter I was amazed to read that Mike contracted and survived the Bubonic Plague.
Seriously, you guys couldn’t have had more interesting lives if you were characters in a soap opera!
Yvonne April 10th, 2010 @ 10:32 am
Moo Cow! I just came back from a week in Montana and Wyoming, and my dogs made lots of cow and steer friends hiking through the hills.
Sara April 14th, 2010 @ 11:51 am
She is such a pretty thing. I bet she smells earthy and sweet. *sigh*
Bumblebee April 15th, 2010 @ 6:22 pm
Oh, beautiful, sweet Daisy. She looks very cuddly and soft! Wish I could give her a nice hug. She is very fortunate to be loved by you Shreve, as are all the other animals. :) Bless each of you abundantly! X O X
April 8th, 2010 @ 7:14 am
I like her ears. I want to pet them – they look soft.
April 8th, 2010 @ 7:19 am
She looks so sweet! I love her fuzzy ears, and that tuft of hair on her head. I wonder what made her dive into the hay like that…
April 8th, 2010 @ 7:36 am
There is something very ‘peaceful’ about milk cows. Cherry was our Brown Swiss milk cow as a kid and even though she didn’t really want anyone else but my Dad to milk her…she was very sweet. Would let me sit on her and brush her and she had the nicest calves….. my pets for awhile. I like your new website alot…. check them both each day. Thanks.
April 8th, 2010 @ 7:43 am
Look at those eyelashes. What a beautiful cow!
April 8th, 2010 @ 8:14 am
My husband always says in his next life he wants to come back as one of my cats or dogs.
I’d like to come back as one of Shreve’s farmily members!
April 8th, 2010 @ 8:14 am
My horse does this too – the best hay is always the stuff in the MIDDLE of the bale!
April 8th, 2010 @ 9:21 am
Happy Daisy!
April 8th, 2010 @ 9:22 am
Just wondered if you keep your cows cleaner than some? Sometimes I see a herd of cows in a small paddock of mud, covered in it, and feel very sorry for them, but you wouldn’t be able to cuddle with Daisy if she were all mud… So wondered if you were going against the norm for Wyoming by keeping your own small herd cleaner than your neighbors with 1000s might. Or is it just dryer there?
April 8th, 2010 @ 9:28 am
Elizabeth ~ I’ve never bathed Daisy, or any of my bovines for that matter!
Sometimes Daisy will lay in a plop of poop and have a big green spot on her side for a day – it sure shows up on a white cow!
But mostly, it has to do with the environment in which the cows are kept. If they are able to roam freely, or are kept in a paddock that is cleaned regularly, they will be clean (and healthier and happier).
If they are stuck in a feedlot, the cattle have no option but to get mired in eachother’s poop. One of the many reasons I am very against feedlots.
Great question ~ thanks!
April 8th, 2010 @ 9:47 am
She looks happy content and loved.
Marlene from Cambria
April 8th, 2010 @ 10:44 am
She looks soooo soft. I love the feel of cow noses. Shreve, I love how dedicated you are to caring for your animals and loving them. If everyone cared for their pets like you do we wouldn’t have so many unwanted animals in this world.
April 8th, 2010 @ 11:00 am
I love that little toupe’ on her head. It is right on top , like a little hat ! She is very fashionable ….
April 8th, 2010 @ 12:11 pm
Looks like Daisy’s in hay heaven.
April 8th, 2010 @ 1:56 pm
mmmmmm!
daisy says Nom nom nom!
April 8th, 2010 @ 3:18 pm
Delicious!
April 8th, 2010 @ 5:40 pm
The hay is always greener inside the stack?
April 8th, 2010 @ 5:45 pm
and i always thought daisy was a cow…now i see she is a little piggy =-)
April 8th, 2010 @ 5:49 pm
She needs a necklace.
Have you ever seen the cow parade in Switzerland? They dress them up with big bells hanging on wide leather collars that are all decorated with painted flowers. The cows look lovely. I wonder if they feel a bit special in their Sunday finest.
“ALP AUFZUG (Procession to the Alps) Some time in April or May
Alp Aufzug, the procession of animals driven to upland pastures in early spring, is a picturesque sight and a festive occasion in every valley hamlet. Every year the village men and older boys set out in early spring for crude mountain huts, situated at an altitude of six to eight thousand feet, to look after the cows and goats and make butter and cheese for autumn marketing. The women and children remain at home, tending crops and gardens and bringing in the hay.
On the morning of the Alp Aufzug the whole village tingles with suppressed excitement. The air is filled with the barking of dogs and the melodious ringing of cowbells. Herdsmen dressed in vivid peasant costume, with flowers in their hats and, sometimes, a brass ring in one ear, assemble the long procession of animals for the slow march to the mountains. The sleek herds, each preceded by their flower-crowned Queen, wear garlands and gay streamers. Enormous bells swing from the collars of the choicest cows, while smaller, but no less musical bells, adorn the necks of the more humble creatures.
Behind the cows, dogs and youths round up goats and sheep. Once in the mountains, these rugged smaller animals seek higher more stony pastures than the cows. At milking time the boys drive the goats down to the dairy hut and later join the older men in a simple supper of black bread, cheese, milk, and mountain fruits.
The rear of the procession is brought up by flower-decked wagons, or sometimes by mules, laden with cheese molds, cauldrons, pans, and other necessary dairy equipment, as well as enough blankets and household articles to last through the summer.
As the colorful procession of herdsmen and animals slowly starts from the village, good-byes are called, hands waved, a few tears shed; for girls will miss their sweethearts, women their men, and life in the mountain pastures is lonely and monotonous.”
Daisy would certainly be Queen Cow.
In honor of Daisy and Sprintime I would like to share a book: 14 Cows for America by Carmen Agra Deedy.
You’ll love it, even though they’re Masai cows, not Swiss.
April 8th, 2010 @ 7:29 pm
Shreve, thank you for sharing your farmily with us. I think Daisy is beautiful and looks like a delight. I can feel that you have an incredible connection with your animals and they with you. What a wonderful blessing to have.
April 8th, 2010 @ 8:29 pm
I was wondering what the origin or thought or meaning of your blog name is? Or did you already answer this and I missed it?
Love those soft cow eyes….*sigh*….Daisy is pretty special. No wonder the phrase ‘making cows eyes at’ exists!
April 8th, 2010 @ 8:40 pm
Not only is Daisy one of the most beautiful cows I’ve ever seen, but that’s the most beautiful (and yummy looking!) hay I’ve ever seen!
I have seen the Alp Aufzug and it is quite special. Daisy would fit in nicely.
Love to you and yours!
April 8th, 2010 @ 10:30 pm
I just love, love, love seeing beautiful Daisy girl. I want to give her a hug :o)
April 8th, 2010 @ 10:31 pm
PS. I want to brush her sweet tuft of hair and put a decorative flower in it.
April 8th, 2010 @ 10:49 pm
I’m picturing Daisy as Queen of the Wyoming Aufzug with a wreath of daisies around her neck and a crown of daisies on her head.
And after the parade, she can eat the daisies.
April 8th, 2010 @ 11:42 pm
I remember, as a girl, visiting my grandmother and uncle who ran a farm together. I loved hanging out with the Holsteins at milking time. They were a little suspicious of me, but they were gentle cows who let my uncle and cousins handle them every-which-way.
I was always intrigued by the summoning of the cows to milking. If they hadn’t shown up on time, one of my cousins would set out over the pasture calling “Here Boss! Come Bossy!” Eventually they’d attract the attention of the lead cow, and once she decided to go be milked the others came without argument.
April 9th, 2010 @ 12:41 pm
Looks like she has hay fever
April 9th, 2010 @ 1:51 pm
funny, Peggie…love it!
my grandmother loved cows…we’d stop along the way on a Sunday drive in CT so she could view them from the car.
she’d say that if the cows were sitting down, rain would be predicted.
my daughter had the pleasure of spending time on a friend’s VA farm for a weekend. she was delighted to observe that the calves ran and played like dogs!
we’re obviously city girls.
April 9th, 2010 @ 2:52 pm
“Happy as a cow with her nose in hay,” sounds a lot better than the one about pigs…
Lovely images of a lovely animal.
April 9th, 2010 @ 4:05 pm
Hey Shreve, that’s a lovely bovine you’ve got there.
I’m finally reading your book after following your site for a year or so, and I just got past the part where Charlie beat Parvo (go Charlie!)
In this chapter I was amazed to read that Mike contracted and survived the Bubonic Plague.
Seriously, you guys couldn’t have had more interesting lives if you were characters in a soap opera!
April 10th, 2010 @ 10:32 am
Moo Cow! I just came back from a week in Montana and Wyoming, and my dogs made lots of cow and steer friends hiking through the hills.
April 14th, 2010 @ 11:51 am
She is such a pretty thing. I bet she smells earthy and sweet. *sigh*
April 15th, 2010 @ 6:22 pm
Oh, beautiful, sweet Daisy. She looks very cuddly and soft! Wish I could give her a nice hug. She is very fortunate to be loved by you Shreve, as are all the other animals. :) Bless each of you abundantly! X O X