SOUR PATCH

• Chapter Three

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• CHAPTER THREE

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MARLOE LOISE STEVEN

After breakfast, Clace and I headed to the barn where the cowsheds are. The farm has a huge barn that consists of different varieties of dairy cows with five by two per shed. There is Holstein Friesian, a breed of dairy cattle from Europe and North America; these cows cost a fortune not to mention the process of migration but the milk they produce is absolutely worth it. There are Ayrshire cattle also from Ayrshire Scotland, and some other breeds of dairy cattle, but my favorite are the Australian milking Zebu, they're from Australia, obviously.

The reason why they're my favorite is that they're the nicest breed of the dairy cow, they're the most compassionate of its kind, and they don't even flinch when the machine touches their nipples, quite a sight if you ask me. The process of milking cows doesn't take that long anymore thankfully because of the new technologies nowadays.

Silently we enter the barn; some of the milkers are aligned working on their own sheds and line of cows. I recognized some from our school. Yeah, most of the residents of Elkhart - that's our town - work here as it serves as the main source of their living just like mine. I can't imagine our life without this farm; a lot of people rely on this. This is literally our main form of income.

"I should tattle on you two for being late, I'm sure the boss would be very unhappy." Lisa the Resident Vet said jokingly. Lisa is like our second mother she's been on this farm for as long as I can remember. Her husband Robert is also a Resident Vet; they take care of everything around the farm that concerns the animals. I wanna be just like them one day, I wanna be a veterinarian. Taking care of the animals is obviously my passion.

"I'm sure she's not gonna be very pleased. But what can I say I'm a rebel." I retort back smiling. Clace huffs beside me kissing Lisa on the cheeks.

"Hi, Caleb; I take you are responsible for this?" Lisa mutters to him. He groans at the name and then sucks on his teeth cooking some cocky comebacks.

"I wouldn't say that exactly. Knowing I was woken up in the middle of the night from my slumber by someone who climbed on my window and demanded naughty things thus keeping me up all night. But who am I to decline such an offer. So blame this damsel over here for being late." And there you go. I lift my brows rolling my eyes and scoff at his remarks while Lisa laughs playfully.

"I'm sure," she says sarcastically while smirking. She's used to his behavior and she knows he's being his cocky self. "Now go milk some tits," she says clapping her hands enthusiastically. I laugh shaking my head at her taking Clace's hand. Who is laughing like me though half-heartedly?

There are 250 plus dairy cattle in total in this barn with different breeds. Clace silently heads over to his shed and we individually took our milking machine, yeah that's what it's called. Line by line pipes are connected to a huge stainless steel tank where the milk is gathered together, there are fifteen tanks for fifteen different breeds. After I placed my machine they started to pump on the cow's breasts and the milking process started, the machines automatically stop and detached themselves, when the cattle milk is drained. See very simple. 

After I attached all the machines to each of the nipples I headed over to Claces shed to check on him. It's not far from mine, just two sheds away.

"Are you done?" I ask when I enter his shed.

He was knelt down near one of the cattle attaching the machine which I assume was the last one. He gazed up giving me a small smile nodding.

"There, done," he muttered standing up and walked over to the sanitizing machine.