Once again I will express my feelings on dairy farming as I told my dad about 57 years ago.
No way I am wanting to get up at 4:00 am in the morning to pull tits on a cow . Yup dad wanted them washed & stripped before the milker was attached. this was long before all the fancy manure handling stuff came into voge too. In the spring summer and early fall I would load a wheel borrow and wheeled it out side up a ramp and dump into a Massey Harris # 11 spreader we had just gotten new to retire the old broken down horse stuff we had been using. In the winter I wheeled it out and dumped in a big pile I would get to hand load in the spreader when the barn yard Dried up in the spring. I took on the barn cleaning and feeding to get out of the milking chore along with other extra chores.
I am a night worker Mom used to have a fit cause I would still be out working a field up for planting at 2:00 AM and needing to be ready to catch the school bus at 6:00.
I was 14 when dad gave me a heifer from one of his best brown Swiss cows. When she was old enough I got her bread to a red angus Sold the brown Swiss heifer to my brother and kept adding to the red angus line much to dad distain. I had 17 when I was drafted in 1966 and sold the lot.
Dad sold all the cows and dairy stuff when my brother got drafted in 1968. We just cropped farmed after that which suited me fine as I had got a factory job after the army stint.
Farming is hard work and my hat is off to all them that want to bust their humps for the low crappy pay.
Best thing I have heard recently is the Dodge truck ad with Paul Harvey about farming.