Bring in the memories! Let’s see; I was born and raised in Southern California, at the time the number one dairy county in the US! Most dairies around us had a minimum of 1200 milking cows, with upward of 5000 being normal.
But, I was raised a horse girl. We showed Paint horses actively, my parents put all their money into it. We had a whopping ½ acre of land where we kept up to 12 horses at a time. Always breeding and showing. I listened to good old country music, and even hit an Alabama concert once! Loved that group! Then I hit high school, and found Ag and the FFA. Being the youngest of three girls, I was the first to take ag classes. Our ag program was not involved above the local level, but my adviser was big into pigs! By my senior year, I had rented a few acres of land and had over 10 sows and two boars that I was breeding for show pigs and showing instead of the horses. We were called the “Future ***ots of America” and numerous other insults, but I did not care. I was never involved in sports, none of my family ever was (we do not even watch games on TV). I lived, ate, and breathed ag. I would get to school early to hang out on the high school farm, and stayed after to hang out at the farm. I was known as the ag geek, could AI any sow, and wore tight jeans with boot cut bottoms to school every day. I got straight A’s, and loved education. I was kind and fun loving, loved to take people around in my chromed up white Ford Ranger pick up! Oh, and I had a mullet!
I graduated in a class of over 500 students, received my State Farmer Degree, and worked at an equine hospital while I attended college to become a vet (and ran my hog operation). I Loved life. Got a great job working for the university in research, and then met Mr. Wrong. I eventually had to leave my great job with the university because of Mr. Wrong not being able to hold a job and I needed more money. Put my life on hold of 10 years, left Mr. Wrong, and went back to school to complete my BS degree and my Masters Degree in Ag Education. <party>
I am the same person today, but I have learned how to stand strong in my faith in Jesus Christ and not to waiver for anything or anybody! Oh, and I am more mature, moved up to a F250 diesel pick up and a WAY bigger trailer, along with being married to Mr. Right for 10 years now. (thumbsup)
But I still have horses, some from the original mare that I kept as my best friend until the day she died at the age of 29 in 2007 (I got her when I was 10 years old). They are more pets now, since the cattle have consumed our lives lately!