Working cow horse

remembered hearing is when my Grandpa Darrell had trained a trick horse so well that if you didn’t know better you would think it was a circus horse. My grandpa loved horses and he was always trading one horse and bringing home a different horse. One day he brought home a cutting and penning horse named Silver. Silver was a silver-dapple colored gelding with a short, clean coat and a long, glossy mane. My grandpa loved to train horses and teach them new tricks to surprise my dad. My grandpa taught

Hunter will put everything he has into the farming and livestock that he raises, because that is what he loves to do, it’s his way of life. I’ve never seen him quit at any job he has done. Every day they have some type of machinery breaks, or the cows get out, but he always overcomes it. Before harvest started, the brand new combine worth hundreds of

I have been able to mentor and guide many undergraduate and graduate students, which has have taught me how to be a sufficient and motivating leader, be pro-active, and to critically think through problems. Recently, I have had the privilege of working as a co-principal investigator, with an associate professor, at Southern Illinois University, on a grant through the Illinois Equine Industry Research and Promotion Board, which has been submitted in November 2015. In the future, I want to motivate

of this is when the cows are milked for the first time. After the pigs finished milking the cows, Snowball and Squealer, 2 of the other pigs on the farm, led the other animals away. Napoleon stayed behind, and I can infer that he took the milk to the pig’s pen, because when the other animals returned, the milk was gone, and the pigs mash had milk in it. The pigs also don’t do any work, and instead command the other animals, such as during the plowing for the new field. The horses Boxer and Clover pulled

person, families work and outside life were combined. Families lived on small areas of land, and survived by growing crops mainly for self-consumption and survival. Children had tedious jobs and learned how to milk cows, churn butter, and tend to farm animals such as cows, pigs, chickens, horses, (etc.) For generations, these families were dependent upon tools that they had and have had little change over the four or five centuries, such as hand held plows dependent on larger animals such as oxen or donkeys

Aunt Zip's Farm Vivian Melva was born in 1910, the fifth child in a family that would grow to include nine children at a time when large families were still the norm. We called her Aunt Zip for as long as I remember. It started long before I was born, and I have no idea when the nickname was given, or by whom. Aunt Zip was many things, and her bundle of energy was no surprise. The first-born in her childhood family, a son, died in infancy from Whooping Cough. Infant death was rather common, although

accidental 'run in' with the Americas was spearheaded and funded by the Queen of Spain. I believe this is an important fact to remember and to note that Columbus was not simply conquering inhabited lands willy-nilly but rather followed orders and working for the Queen of Spain. The area of the America's that Columbus landed on, and all of the America's, was inhabited by Natives that had infrastructures. In the North America's there was an entire civilization that stretched the

started hearing noises they began to worry more than usual. Johns wife constantly pleaded to leave for safety but John believed they were already safe since he had his dogs plus his loaded ready to fire rifle.(Lively, 2008). John Lively was a hard-working pioneer whose family feared the Indians and was later murdered. Some of the ruckuses that started

holding a newborn goat, or sitting on a horse. My parents joke about how I learned to ride a horse before I learned to walk...it wasnt far off though. I always have known one thing though as that my passion for farming, 4-H, and animals would be apart of my future and career. To fulfill my passion and goals throughout highschool I have always been an active member of 4-H showing horses, dogs, goats, as well as being a member of the Junior Leaders 4-H club, horse judging team, and participating in non-animal

four-wheeler ride, we finally reached our destination. My grandfather had me stay by the four-wheeler since I was too young to encounter such massive, aggressive animals. As the sun beat down on my head, I took in the mixed scent of pine trees and horse manure. This somewhat rancid yet peaceful environment was disrupted by the sound of leaves and tree branches crunching, snapping like the beat of a drum. My heart started to race, as I knew I was in the presence of something greater than myself. Sure