Drinking Your Milk Fast and Furious!

We have entertained a lot of family over the past month here on the Ten-Acre Ranch. I do the best I can to prepare for family visits by inquiring ahead of time about what foods and drinks I need to have on hand to make things easy on our guests. One thing I have found to be a staple in many folks diet, is milk. But FD and I follow the Paleo lifestyle, which does not include dairy. Even though we are not super strict about it and still indulge in cheese (from grass-fed sources), milk is not something we keep on hand at all. So when our nephew Sid found a few spare days to come to Oklahoma last week, I knew I would have to buy some milk, and a lot of it.

When I visited with my sister, Juli, before Sid’s arrival, I learned that I would probably need two gallons of milk to get Sid through the six days he would be spending with us. I was not really surprised about this, since I talked with her most mornings on her way home from working the night shift as an RN at a rural area hospital in Nebraska. It seemed she was always stopping by the grocery when she got off of work to fetch milk for Sid and his dad, both having hearty appetites for it.

Sure enough, during Sid’s time with us, he drank milk with every meal. Sometimes he sipped it leisurely, and other times he gulped it down. For him, milk went with just about everything he ate. I, on the other hand, never liked milk – not ever – not even chocolate-flavored milk. I hated the taste and texture. I didn’t even like looking at it. Even cooking with it presented a psychological conundrum… could I substitute something else instead? If I knew it was an ingredient in some food dish, I would not eat it, which was silly, because if it was in something and I didn’t know it, I would eat it and enjoy it.  But I marveled at how Sid enjoyed a big glass of milk. In some strange way, watching Sid down a glass of cold milk made me feel like I might be missing out on some great experience in life.

It was easy to feed Emma and Ronnie back when they drank just one bottle each!
It was easy to feed Emma and Ronnie back when they drank just one bottle each!

I really missed Sid, and could not help but think of him that first morning after he had returned to Nebraska. He had been such a big help to me during Emma and Ronnie deer’s feedings each day. It is very difficult for one person to enter the pen while fending off hungry deer – with Emma doing her trick pony act of following me around while raised up and walking on her hind legs, and Ronnie crisscrossing in front of me and almost tripping me. Feeding both of them at once is a real frenzy!  Ronnie is the fast little fella, with suction like no critter I’ve ever bottle fed! He constantly collapses the nipple and gets frustrated when the flow of milk slows! He can down his 16 ounces in no time flat! As fast as Ronnie is with downing his milk, Emma is the furious drinker. She shakes the bottle so much, and attacks it with such a frantic frenzy, she ends up with a frothy milk-beard every time. I call her “The Milkshake Machine”.  Watching the two of them each morning, Sid and I spent most of the time laughing. Ronnie always whines when the milk runs dry. I suppose the whole experience goes much too quickly, and he just wants more. But Emma seems to be more enthralled with the taste. She often closes her eyes while she hungrily shakes the milk from her bottle. Reveling in the taste and the moment never lasts long enough for her either.

I think Sid’s approach to drinking milk is a good way to enjoy everything in life. Sometimes we rush into the moment, going at it with great gusto! We are hungry for the experience. Other times we are more leisurely – we close our eyes and just revel in the situation. We savor the moment. Life is about balance, isn’t it? I’m betting Emma and Ronnie figure that out one day when they are out on their own in the wild…

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30 thoughts on “Drinking Your Milk Fast and Furious!

  1. Wonderful post. Loved the “feeding” video. I was never fond of milk but it HAD to be drunk TWICE every say “to make you strong and bright”. Over the years, though, our children (they-re grown up now) never really enjoyed milk those when they were very small, they would as a matter of routine, have it every morning before going to school. These days, there are so many flavours available, the milk’s become tastier and makes me wish I were young again!

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    1. Thank you, Mandeep. Like you, I HAD to drink milk when I was young. In fact, the small private school I attended it was a rule that one could not go to recess (playtime) after lunch if they did not drink all of their milk! Luckily, I had a friend who wanted my milk so I gave it to him when the teacher wasn’t looking. Ha ha!

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  2. Reading about Sid’s love of milk reminds me of my son, now 22 and living in greater Boston. When he was still at home, we went through so much milk. He loves it as much as Sid. We are saving a lot of money on milk these days.

    I grew up on a dairy farm so I am definitely a glass of milk with every meal type of girl.

    Your feeding the deer reminded me of the days of feeding calves and how they would buck the empty pail around after they’d finished their milk replacer.

    You brought back many fond memories for me with this post. Thank you.

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    1. How funny about feeding the calves. Emma and Ronnie “bop” the bottles around – I suppose like they would with a mother’s udder – nudging it to bring down the milk. Emma is really into bopping. When she was little she’d suck on my arm (bicep) for a while and then bop my arm for milk. While that was cute and funny when she was little, it’s not anymore. She nosed me good last night, and today my arm is sore to the point I can barely work with it. Their size is misleading at this stage. They still look small but those little deer are strong and powerful. I’ve been hoofed a few times already. Both deer kick with their front legs while they drink milk. I’ve got some nice leg bruises as a result. I’m so glad this post brought back some good memories. I didn’t know you were a dairy farm girl… COOL!! 😀

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    1. Yes, Ronnie whines and complains when he’s done. His bottle nipples have bigger holes so he can finish before Emma. Emma is three weeks older and we’re starting the weaning process – so her nipple hole is smaller. That way it takes her longer to finish with less milk. Otherwise Emma tries to steal Ronnie’s milk. Emma is the dominant one of the two, so we have to look out for Ronnie or he’d never get any milk!! 🙂

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  3. I have loved milk my whole life. And living in Italy has only intensified that love, with all the amazing things made from milk, which maintain its flavor: MOZZARELLA! Burrata! Ricotta! Yum yum.

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    1. Ha ha! I am not sure there is any drink I can drink that fast either! The video shows a typical feeding. I call Emma a Dancer as well as the Milk Shake Machine. She kicks out and makes circles with her front legs!

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  4. Loved this post, Lori. The video of the deer feeding is adorable. I enjoyed the rooster crowing in the background and the little sounds Ronnie made. Though I prefer to take still photos myself, there are times when a video is much better. Thanks so much.

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    1. Ardys, I love still photography myself, but with Emma and Ronnie I am getting a lot of requests for video. The iPhone makes it easy, and YouTube makes uploading a breeze. I probably won’t do this a lot, but there is something to be said for audio at appropriate moments!

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  5. My goodness, Lori, you are on a roll and I can’ keep up. I’m now 2 posts behind, I think. The pics are so cute. Those fawns are so sweet at that young age. I can well imagine that feeding two at one time is quite a chore.

    I don’t drink milk because I’m sensitive to it. Allergist told me to forget about milk. I’ve drunk soy for about 25 years and I love the taste of it. I buy Silk soy that is un-sweetened and It’s delicious.

    My son is big on milk and drinks about 2 gallons a week.

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    1. Take your time reading Yvonne… you have a lot on your plate lately (well, I guess for some months now)! FD used to enjoy soy milk too. I think people either love or really dislike milk. Just like anything… we all have our preferences! Ha ha!

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      1. Thanks, Lori. As you have probably noted, I’m not the fastest horse in the race and I just hope that you have not limited the time line for comments on your posts. Some bloggers do and after a certain time period, comments can’t be made. I have left mine open for years. 🙂 and once in a great moon someone will comment on a post from waaay back.

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        1. I don’t close out comments that quickly, but I do think I have some kind of a limit. It’s been so long since I’ve looked into the parameters on this blog, and since WordPress made some changes I’ve noticed some things not working correctly… so, who knows where I’m at with time limits on comments!! Ha ha! Thank you for your always lovely comments!

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  6. Lovely to see a video of the babies. I hated milk too and was forced as a child to drink a glass a day. I love cheese though. When we lived in Maryland we were astonished to see our neighbors teens drinking milk with all meals, whereas we only drink water. I can’t help but feel it’s not good for ones weight or health if the milk is not grass fed organic. Loving your summer posts 😘

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    1. Thank you, Henri. The iPhone really does make it easy for me to do video, and YouTube and WordPress make it easy to post here. I will be doing more video, but my real love is still photography. 🙂 And, I’m with you on the cheese… I LOVE CHEESE!! 😀

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  7. I love the video!!! Those two really can put the milk away fast!! Sid drinks A LOT of milk, and he has been known to “whine” a time or two when he ran out as well; who knew they had so much in common, lol?!

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    1. No wonder Sid and Ronnie were so close when Sid came to visit. We just decided this morning that I will have to order yet another bucket of formula mix. Thanks to their hearty milk appetites, this venture is costing a small fortune! 🙂

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    1. You nailed it perfectly, Margaret. I have seen Daisy and other does, simply walk away from their young when they get older and this activity isn’t pleasing. I have also seen when the fawns are little and get too rambunctious with nursing where Daisy’s ears go back and she just endures the feeding. I marvel at all sorts of mothers in nature… humans have it much easier I think.

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