Especially if you’re
me. I’m Mandy, and I’m from a big farm right smack dab
in the Middle of Nowhere, Kansas. You may have heard of
it. This life of mine isn’t easy because I am
responsible for a number of animals including: cows,
bulls, sheep, horses, pigs, goats, donkeys, chickens,
and a Husky. I feed them, give them water, milk the
cows and goats, and clean their living areas. Not to
mention the fact that I’m only fifteen.**
My average day consists of my mother waking me up and
making me breakfast. Then after breakfast, my dad and
brother Josh leave to check the fields. After breakfast
I do my rounds while my mom sits inside and does
whatever. It occurred to me only after this story that
no one even cared if I did my jobs. They weren’t even
aware of my being outside.
Josh, my brother is a little uncomfortable at times.
Home schooling can cause that. The only girls he ever
sees are my mom and I. Though, he did always have all
the answers for me. My dad is somewhat oblivious to
everything going on around him, I doubt he could catch
a cold. My mother is basically an uptight bitch about
everything as you will soon see. A bit of an over-
reactor.
You can ask anyone whose ever milked a cow, it’s almost
too easy after you do it for so long. Goats are NOT the
same, at least, these goats weren’t. Our goats were
high quality, and very rare (so says my dad, I never
got into the whole pedigree thing). They never stand
still, on top of that, most of the time you don’t want
to get close to them because the males like to hump
them whenever possible. The smell almost makes me throw
up.