We had Rosie put down today. I know I did everything I could for her. Thank you to everyone who prayed for us and your kind words and actions. I am so blown away at how giving people are. I will be forever grateful. Mary came and took the calves today. The cows are gone, the pasture is now empty, but my heart is full.
This is a repost from February 2008
Every morning as I open the blinds to my bedroom to greet the new day, I am met with her face staring back at me. She makes sure that I notice her by letting out a loud MOO. "Yes Rosie, I know you are waiting" I answer. She knows our routine. She knows I am going to open that blind every morning. She knows that I am going to be out soon to give her her hay and relieve her of her burden. It does not matter how long it takes me to get moving in the morning. I have to sit in the quiet and have that first cup of coffee. I sit and have my quiet time with God. I say my morning offering and ask the Blessed Mother to intercede for me as I start my day "Pray for me to be the Mother that you are, patient, kind, loving, Holy." Sometimes it takes me over an hour to get outside since I first opened the blind. But still, she waits by that fence until I come out the door with my coffee in one hand and a bucket in the other.
I like to think that she enjoys the rhythm of the morning as much as I do. It is predictable, it is constant. We can't take a day off. We have become friends this cow and I. I talk to her in the quiet of the morning, I milk her and she munches on her food, her eyes half open. She is content. I appreciate her for the milk she provides for my family. I do feel blessed to have this cow. I like to think that she appreciates me also........That is what I like to think. But in reality, I really think she just wants her bucket of food!