Day 6

Bit of an odd day today, not sure if it was Belle or Sebastian who sang “Get me away from here I'm dying”. Well that's how I felt when I woke this morning. A 7.00am start today as I couldn't be arsed to get up any earlier and didn't finish till 10.30pm last night anyway. More itchy spots on my body plus my right ear has grown in size due to a well positioned bite from something. Half way through cursing that, I then notice a rash on my abdomen and chest....”Jesus Christ, what the hell is going on in this room of a night”! I'm not a happy bunny. Plus I'm slightly subdued as I almost got into a tense conversation with Mike last night in front of the guests over his chauvinistic attitude. Not one to hold a grudge though and apparently if mike isn't abusing you, he doesn't like you. So it was straight out with Mike, for the same milking and feeding routine as usual. However the new born calf i nursed yesterday wasn't looking too good and was dehydrating terribly. Mike was his usual impatient self and i wasn't in the mood for it. I did a bit of bottle feeding with him but shortly after 10.00am he died...that's the calf not mike. Claire and Mike not too chuffed, Ive not been given anymore work for the day and basically an atmos has been born. Its so humid too, so much so that you sweat and feel drained by doing very little. I don't now whether or not i should be asking for work or what the fuck I'm supposed to be doing “where did it all go wrong...Christ knows” but I'm sure they are fine, probably pissed off about the calf..heifers are pregnant for 9 months so that's all gone to waist.