I love cows! When my kids were growing up I had a sweet Jersey cow that I milked by hand twice a day. She got too old to milk and I got a new cow, a Holstein, and she was the cow from hell. She planted her foot in my chest while I was on my stool milking and I went flying. I was so mad I hobbled her back leg by tying it to her tail. She never kicked me again, but I didn’t keep her long after that.
Thanks for writing about cows. I’m sorry your brothers were such stinkers. They sound like my brother!