Have you ever gotten up at 3:30? Well, I did on Thanksgiving!
My dad got me up. I grabbed my shirt, pants, and overalls. My dad had already started the hot cocoa.
When we got to the freezing cold barn, I said hi to my calf Symphony. She was enjoying a nice flake of hay and a cup of grain.
Next, we started milking. I enjoyed milking Martina. After that was done, we fed grain to the babies and the cows. Now it was time to muck out the stalls, and then we had to bed them. Now we got to go home for breakfast.
That was a hard-working morning!
