My Cow Clover
One of my projects as a 4-Her was raising my dairy heifer,female cow, Clover. She was a black and white holstein, with a white patch one her face that resembled a four leaf clover.
I raised clover from a calf. Meaning I had to go out in the early morning and feed her a bottle, walk her after school and then feed her again at night .
Clover was a very gentle cow. We worked well together. I took her to the county fair in Sarasota as well as many other fairs around the state of Florida. Between shows we would rest together. I would lay on her belly and she would curl her head around to rest on my lap. It was the cutest thing!
One time at the Central Florida Show in Orlando. She weight approximately 300 pounds and I was a 4’6”, 98 pound third grader.
The show was going great until the end. As I walked her out of the arena, she got antsy. She tripped me, walked across my back with all four hooves then proceeded to run out of the arena and around the barn.
To this day I do not know how she did not break my back. The only injury I had was bruising. Clover on the hand was fine.
It was at that point I realized I could not show her anymore. She was just a pet then and was able to graze on our farm for the rest of her life. She was a good animal.
Raising her taught me a sense of responsibility. Clover also taught me that no matter how much training an animal has, they are still an animal.
