Wednesday, April 22, 2009
The grass is really greener
While I stand here on four bare hooves waiting for the hand to come and move the electric fence, I know the grass is greener on the other side. It is also 8 inches longer and not covered in my sister-cows' effluent. Sometimes, when I get desperate, I lean on the insulated stakes that hold up the nylon electric wire and push them over, but the devious farmhand often substitutes a conductive stake and my reward is 5000kV of white hot pain drawn through my nose and four uninsulated feet into the earth. Most times I just wait until after milking, when the fence has moved and there is another 30 yards of fresh grass.