When I was a kid, we had a milking cow that kept us in milk, butter, and cheese. Most days, my dad would milk the cow before he went to work but there were many times when that task was left to the rest of us. I had four brothers, so milking the cow was not something that I had to do regularly. Feeding the horses was my job pretty much every day in the winter, but someone else milked the cow more often than not. For a while we had two milking cows, but then we had only the younger one. I didn't usually ask about such things but maybe one was getting too old to produce enough milk anymore, I don't know. I didn't like milking the cow. For one thing, if a couple of weeks had gone by since I had last milked the cow, it would take me a long time to figure it out again, and get the milk to come out. A bigger problem was that there was an icky feeling to milking the cow. Not only were there flies in the barn, and cow crap, but milking the cow had a disturbing masturbatory feel to it that contributed to the icky sensation. That would lighten up some when the cats came around, since I could squirt them with milk - which, I suppose, is why they came around. Some of the milk never made it into the pail, which may even have contributed to the ease in which I could usually get out of milking the cows. I tried to avoid having to milk the cow, and was often successful. Far worse than milking the cow though, was milking the goat. I've probably told this story in this forum before, so please don't get mad at me for repeating myself, but I absolutely hated milking the goat, and not one drop of goat's milk ever made it into the pail on my watch. That goat was the orneriest thing I have ever encountered. It would kick me, and butt me with its head. It would kick the pail, spilling everything onto the ground. I was able to milk the goat but the darned goat made sure that no one got any of its milk while I was the one milking it. Everyone had trouble milking the goat, I think, but I think a couple of my older brothers were able to get some milk into the house, while I could not.