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... by habit exactly what to do as they were ushered into
their stalls, eight at a time..
MILKING THE COWS
The first thing was to disinfect each tit with a cup of disinfectant quickly popped over the tit. After going down the 2 rows with the disinfectant we gave our assigned cow a gentle swat on the closest leg to give notice and not catch her by surprise. The actual milkers are like mini vacuums that are put on each tit and ...
... from the urban charms of the Washington state Puget Sound to the wide open spaces of a Kentucky dairy and produce farm. To see our dear friend comfortably transplanted and settled with all of her newly acquired extended family was a delight – like an oasis in a desert in the midst of long traveling sessions en route to our next destination of Raleigh, NC.
My first historic battlefield did not disappoint. Even though Ft. Donelson wasn't that large, it provided a great deal of history.
Charged with protecting the Confederate held river from Union advance, the cannons at Ft. Donelson were able to hold off initial attacks from Union ironclads although Union ground forces were eventually able to take the area.
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... would be the ones to ask; and our guess was right, not to mention google maps had them 8.8 miles away, not 6. When we make good time as we had today we tend to want to take risks such as going on to the next town, another 30 miles away. Today we were brought to our senses when the clouds rolled in sooner than expected. A half mile before our hotel, we spotted a sign that designated the 'Crash Site of Patsy Cline' 3 miles down the side road (6 miles to us! ...
... our stamina and/or resolve. Until we got to Route 79 in Dover and there it was in front of us, aaaaah, McDonalds! We haven't seen one since Effingham when we left the interstate. We (those of you who know her know it was Devon, not we) had to stop and get some french fries. Since McDonalds was next to a gas station we were able to fill our tires with air which we haven't done for a few days, one less worry. This task had been more of a chore in ...