Yesterday also struck panic in the milking parlor. I went to switch on the vacumn pump and there was just a low hum. Dooh!! now what? Panic for a moment or two but the swear jar remained empty. All I could think of was full udders and no pump. Oh dear. Back to the old fashioned way. Milking took twice as long and oh my hands did hurt. Arthritis is setting in to my fingers and squeezing teats is not the best exercise for them. I managed to get 3/4 of the usual quantity, so Hol-ley was able to get her ration for the evening also using with some of the left overs from the morning. After the chores it was a late night in the workshop for me, though. MacGyver and dad, thanks for the training. Out came the hay elevator motor, specifications matched old pump motor and off it was to rigging up the pump for the morning run. Success!! Hands are comfortable again and usual volume of milk should be available for Hol-ley and us. Phew... Good thing for the ranchers hoard of bits and pieces in the workshop! Tony, now you know why a try to save everything usable (or sometimes close to usable!). I don't ever want to throw anything away just for this reason.
Otherwise yesterday was a quite day. It was off in the afternoon for a bit of a shop for house remodel supplies and an afternoon at the neighbors for a Labor Day hamburger and chat.
We have included some animal photos for those of you needing a fix on critters. It was lovely to talk to L&D yesterday as well. Good luck in the job search Lesley.
Well enough from this end. Time to close this activity and get on with the morning feeds and cleaning animal poo. Stay safe and later ya' all.
Greg for M this morning.