Murrial is becoming more relaxed with us. Separating her and courage wasn't as bad as it has been. She still seems confused about why, rather than upset that they are. We pulled 2 gallons last night.
Mama was in the stanchion first, she just doesn't care what is going on as long as she get her treat. At only being trained for 1 1/2 years, she already seems like she's a veteran at it. She walks in, legs long behind her and spread, and eagerly eats her treats. Doesn't kick, unless it is a slow, you are kind of bothering me, motion. Plenty of time to move the bucket. Murrial is hesitant. The mere sight of the treat bucket only perks her ears. She has to actually see what is in the bucket, smell what is in the bucket, before I can tempt her to follow me into the stanchion. With Mama, all you have to do is show her the bucket and say "Mama, in the stanchion" and she runs right in. Murrial, once in the stanchion, is calm. No kicking at all. When training the Dexter's they would kick at times. Last night Murrial stood a little better for us.
Murrial has Supernumerary Teats. She has 3 of these. Now I had to go look up why my cow had 7 nipples. This is not the appropriate term to look-up, and I am sure I will get some interesting hits resulting from that query. This would be the famous third nipple phenomenon that very drunk girls like to show you. I discovered that up to 50% of dairy cows are born with them, and that most of the websites I found want you to remove them even though there doesn't seem to be an issue with keeping them. Some do hook up to a gland, but the majority of the time they do not. There really isn't a good argument to have them removed. Plus it is a conversation starter. "I have a cow with seven nipples."
My garden will go out today. I am happy that I started most of the plants indoors, this has given them more time, and I should start harvesting sooner. I just hope the warmth keeps up. I need the food.