08/28/2026
Thereās something about being outside early in the morning, watching mamas with their babies, that brings a kind of fulfillment to my soul I never expected. These pictures capture a moment, but they donāt come close to capturing the gratitude I feel.
The beginning of this year was hard. Hard enough that I genuinely questioned whether I wanted to continue breeding and raising miniature cattle. Winter brought down trees and fences, and then came illnesses and situations that challenged everything I thought I knew.
But instead of allowing those experiences to make me fearful, I decided they were going to make me better.
I pulled up my big-girl panties and started asking questions. A LOT of questions. I consulted with veterinarians, researched, reassessed our protocols, and asked how we could become more preventative instead of simply reacting when something happened. Iām incredibly thankful for the people at UGA and Auburn University who allowed me to ask questions and sometimes challenge the answers until I truly understood them. And for Dr. Berr at Country Creatures, who supported me when I decided I was going to take protecting this herd to another level.
I understand livestock. Cattle carry parasites. Bacteria and viruses exist. Stress happens. Animals get sick. There is no protocol that can prevent everything.
But I never want something difficult to happen here without learning from it.
Can I reduce stress? Can I strengthen immunity? Can I decrease the risk of shipping fever? Can I improve quarantine, vaccination, nutrition, testing and biosecurity? Can I recognize something earlier next time?
Those are the questions I keep asking.
Because being a good breeder, to me, isnāt pretending nothing will ever go wrong. Itās caring enough to keep learning when it does.
And this morning, standing in the pasture looking at these mamas and their babies, I realized just how thankful I am that I kept going.
They mean more to me than I ever imagined they would.