After trying my hand at milking, I’ve decided that I like getting my milk from the market. It’s not that I didn’t get milk from the goat like a few others, it’s just very labor intensive for very little milk. I’m a fan of dairy products and the little milk I thin I could get from a herd of cows or goats probably wouldn’t sustain me. This perspective makes dairy products as I know them in the west a luxury. I don’t have to milk the animal then churn it into butter or wait for it to curdle into cheese. I walk into the store, select and my desired item from rows of similar items. The women who milk these animals daily put a lot of labor into getting the bit of milk that is used in food or for their children. I have even more admiration for them as it is part of their life. It’s not easy and there is never a vacation from those duties. They must be milked or they will stop producing..
I just walk to the market and shell out the cash. I think I’ve got it easy…and there’s no hair in my milk.
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