The Hardest Part of Being a Farmer
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I grew up on a hobby farm. Hated it as a kid but when I left home for zogbot bs I never realized how good I had it. Dad ended up selling the place for pennies and there's not a day that goes by that I don't regret leaving it. I would give anything for a farm. ANYTHING. I want my kids to experience it. But now I'm poor and stuck in a dump house with 7% interest and got laid off months ago with no hope in sight. Come spring I'll have to sell in order to avoid foreclosure, but apartments cost just as much as mortgages so idk what I'm going to do with my family. In-laws have 0 interest in selling or helping or anything, but get upset when talking about having to move away for a job. On top of all this I have a sleep disorder that absolutely screws me up. Sorry for that rant, I guess I'm just depressed.
Never give up your farm
Never give up your farm
I've also seen animals who are more nurturing and caring than some humans.
Several winters ago we had a goat that gave birth to twins the one day we were away to make sure an elderly relative was doing okay after a stroke. By the time we got home, the kids were dead. Long story short, she essentially died from depression not long after. We did all we could but she no longer had a will to live. Arguably one of the healthiest and most stubborn goats we had, too. It was heartbreaking to watch and I was there when she breathed her last.
It's hard to come to terms with but, like the article says, it gives you so much more appreciation for God, where your food comes from, and life in general.