Guest blogger, Jessica Peters, is a 5th generation dairy farmer in northwest Pennsylvania.
In high school, I was the girl who stayed home. I always used the farm as an excuse to dodge plans. I had to feed calves, there was hay to make, or I had to milk the next morning. They weren’t really excuses because they were true, but they were ways for me to get out of plans. Yes, I had more chores and responsibility than the average teenager, but I also just liked being home on the farm with my family. When most teenagers were choosing their friends, I genuinely enjoyed hanging out with my parents and helping around the farm. Honestly, I don’t think my friends truly understood how I felt until they started having kids of their own.
Guest blogger, Sarah Fenwick is a recent graduate from Delaware Valley University as a large animal science major with a dual minor in agribusiness and dairy science
One of the most popular questions dairy farmers receive is, “Why are baby calves taken from their mothers?”