Monday, March 28, 2011

Beginning of my trip

Driving down a long road that seemed never ending I thought to myself how my trip to this dairy farm will be the worst trip I have ever gone to. Learning about cows was not much of my interest and giving up my Sunday was not satisfying.


 As my eyes glazed around the front of the farm all I could see were cows. The smell was horrifying like an overweight person who’s sitting next to you in a  crowded bus on a hot summer day and seemed as if they had not heard of a bath before.




My uncle named Ramon has being working for this dairy farm for about five years and it seemed as if he had gotten used to the smell. I had asked him a week before if he would give me a tour around the farm and see how things work. He gladly said yes and so my trip around this dairy farm began.
                                                                                    
The cows on this farm are fed corn along with cotton and alfafa. They use machines that mixes corn, alfafa, cotton, and little tablets of vitamins together and then they distribute it to each corral. My uncle mentioned that this farm has its own agricultural section where they raise alfafa, corn, and cotton. The farmers at this farm have to take care of the fields along with the cows and the milking process.

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