Quotes About Milking

A day trip to a local farm ended in disaster when the geography teacher was herded into a sheep dip and all his hair was sheared off. It was slightly preferable to the previous year when the pupils had attached him to the milking machine.

A fear unlike any he had ever known settled on his heart. 'Jesu, I have no breasts for milking.

Among our Socialist opponents there is great confusion,' he said. 'Some of them regard private enterprise as a tiger to be shot. Others look on it as a cow they can milk.'49 At that point he made the gesture of a cow's udders being pulled. 'Only a handful see it for what it really is Ã¢â'¬â€œ the strong and willing horse that pulls the whole cart along.

"Where are you going to, my pretty maid?""I'm going a-milking, sir," she said.

The milking machines sounded tranquilizing, and there was the collegiality of seventy animal spirits thriving, warming the barn with cud-chewing, nose-snuffling, and sisterly mammalhood.

My dad had a flock of sheep, which he used to milk, and then my mum used to make cheese and yogurt out of the sheep's milk and sell it. It was kind of an unusual upbringing, really.

We had three cows and a goat. People from New York and L.A. are like, 'Oh my gosh, that's a farm!' But people in Tennessee are like, 'That's not a farm.' I've never milked a cow or anything like that.

I really do love being outdoors - I mean, you'd never think it in my high heels and pencil skirt! But I really do miss the smell of hay and farms, and I like milking a cow.

His hands were freezing, but he couldn't milk with gloves. Sorry about the cold hands, old girl, he apologized to the cow before he started.

All the men, and some of the women, when milking, dug their foreheads into the cows and gazed into the pail. But a few—mainly the younger ones—rested their heads sideways. This was Tess Durbeyfield's habit, her temple pressing the milcher's flank, her eyes fixed on the far end of the meadow with the quiet of one lost in meditation.

In general the cows were milked as they presented themselves, without fancy or choice. But certain cows will show a fondness for a particular pair of hands, sometimes carrying this predilection so far as to refuse to stand at all except to their favourite, the pail of a stranger being unceremoniously kicked over.

The problem is that the system does in fact benefit those who work in it, and the way that it becomes better for them is to clamp down and destroy more lives while milking those lives for more cash.

Finally, I would like to remind record companies that they have a cultural responsibility to give the buying public great music. Milking a trend to death is not contributing to culture and is ultimately not profitable.

Keeping time,Keeping the rhythm in their dancingAs in their living in the living seasonsThe time of the seasons and the constellationsThe time of milking and the time of harvestThe time of the coupling of man and womanAnd that of beasts. Feet rising and falling.Eating and drinking. Dung and death.

My father had all these great names for our cows. Bossy and Daisy and Petunia and Turnip. One of my jobs was to round up the cows before milking. I'd go out back with the dog and bring them in.

I milked, of course, and did some work around the barn, and tried not to think about Brian, which was like trying not to breathe.

Standing in the stanchion barn while the cows are being milked, I am impressed by how quietly the work is done. No voice is raised. There is never a sudden or violent motion. Although the work is quickly done, no one rushes. And finally comes the realization that the room is quiet because it is orderly:

I milked, of course, and did some work around the barn, and tried not to think about Brian, which was like trying not to breathe.

ignorance is like a cow that a lot of people can't stop milkin!