Regret Happens

   I will forever regret not buying this cow...

  She went up for sale back in July, for the steal of a price of only $700 (and the seller was willing to come down). She was a 4 year old, purebred Holstein who is what is known as "old style". One of the few Holsteins that will do well on grass, is quite hardy, and built like a tank. This cow was huge, weighing in at 1,600+ lbs. That's about twice the size that my Mattie was. Shucks, Cinnamon was big and only weighed 1,200 - 1,300 lbs. For all her size, and all her milking ability (12 gallons a day on her 2nd freshening!), she only ate 8-10 lbs. of grain to keep her looking chubby like she is in the pic. For the record, I had to feed Mattie about 10 lbs. of grain and she only milked 2-3 gallons of milk. Cinnamon would get 12-14 lbs. of grain and gave 5 gallons of milk. So imagine my awe when I hear about a cow twice the size of my Jersey, giving six times as much milk as her, and needing LESS grain. You could have pushed me over with a feather.

   I wanted this cow so stinkin' bad that it hurt. It still hurts. I still want that cow. I could have had her, but gave her up at the last moment. And instead put GSF on hiatus and signed up for an internship in Missouri. In all honesty, this cow is the only thing that has made me reluctant to leave. That's how bad I wanted her.

  Regret happens all the time in life. We all experience it. Some handle it better than others. As for me, I will forever regret not buying that Holstein cow... She was a good one.