Corn crib and Kit the cat.

[GeneMO]

We kept 2 milk cows for our own use. I was milking one old nasty, snowy, wet day. Had the old cow in the little pen that we milked in. I was hunched over, milking, setting on a little stool. Unbeknownst to me, a barn cat was up in the hayloft, and there were some missing boards, so the cat decided to jump down. Landed right in the middle of the cows back. She "kicked the bucket" over, swiped my face with her nasty, snow and manure covered tail. If I would have had a gun handy were would have had one less cat.

Gene

 

[rick n ohio]

We milked back when I was a kid, still at home. One of my jobs was to scoop a wagon load of corn on once a week for when the feed grinder man, Hugh McCafferty, came around. We had slat sided cribs on either side of an alley in the end of one barn. I emptied them before starting on the bigger snow fence crib.

I had a pet barn cat that I called Kit the cat. Kit followed me around like a danged puppy would, which was kinda unusual. Anyway, when I would get down toward the end of the crib, mice and the occasional rat would make a mad dash from the diminishing corn pile toward the exit door I was scooping out of. Kit would wait about halfway to the door and when a mouse would go tearing by he'd nail it. Kit would pile up several but when a rat would shoot by he'd just ignore it like nothing was there, even little ones got a pass. If it had a tail longer than a mouse it got a free pass from old Kit. I reckon somewhere along the way old Kit had been educated on rats. gm

I had a female cat named Bailey she would follow me everywhere around the farm when I wanted to go hunting i would have to sneak out the back door real quite.

 

[rick n ohio]

We milked back when I was a kid, still at home. One of my jobs was to scoop a wagon load of corn on once a week for when the feed grinder man, Hugh McCafferty, came around. We had slat sided cribs on either side of an alley in the end of one barn. I emptied them before starting on the bigger snow fence crib.

I had a pet barn cat that I called Kit the cat. Kit followed me around like a danged puppy would, which was kinda unusual. Anyway, when I would get down toward the end of the crib, mice and the occasional rat would make a mad dash from the diminishing corn pile toward the exit door I was scooping out of. Kit would wait about halfway to the door and when a mouse would go tearing by he'd nail it. Kit would pile up several but when a rat would shoot by he'd just ignore it like nothing was there, even little ones got a pass. If it had a tail longer than a mouse it got a free pass from old Kit. I reckon somewhere along the way old Kit had been educated on rats. gm

Got another cat story a black tom cat showed up stayed along the woodline out past the barn as soon as he saw you he would take back into the woods .I started putting cat food out kept putting it closer to the barn finally after about six months he stopped running back into the woods only when you got so close long story short took a year to pet him he would leave for a week or so and come back all beat up scratched up I'd put antibiotic cream on him get him healed up and away he'd go again after about a month come back the same way all beat up limping I'd nurse him back everytime finally after about 5 years I got him fixed and now hes lucky to get off the couch here's a picture of tommy.

 

[rick n ohio]

Got another cat story a black tom cat showed up stayed along the woodline out past the barn as soon as he saw you he would take back into the woods .I started putting cat food out kept putting it closer to the barn finally after about six months he stopped running back into the woods only when you got so close long story short took a year to pet him he would leave for a week or so and come back all beat up scratched up I'd put antibiotic cream on him get him healed up and away he'd go again after about a month come back the same way all beat up limping I'd nurse him back everytime finally after about 5 years I got him fixed and now hes lucky to get off the couch here's a picture of tommy.

Got another cat story a black tom cat showed up stayed along the woodline out past the barn as soon as he saw you he would take back into the woods .I started putting cat food out kept putting it closer to the barn finally after about six months he stopped running back into the woods only when you got so close long story short took a year to pet him he would leave for a week or so and come back all beat up scratched up I'd put antibiotic cream on him get him healed up and away he'd go again after about a month come back the same way all beat up limping I'd nurse him back everytime finally after about 5 years I got him fixed and now hes lucky to get off the couch here's a picture of tommy.

 

[rick n ohio]

Try a pic of Tommy again hes still alive and well.picture wont load for some reason