The eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings, four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves, and a partridge in a pear tree.
8. EIGHT MAIDS A- MILKING
When I was a kid on the farm we always had a milk cow. Her name was always Bossy, and we had lots of cats to keep the mice down in the barn. there was a pan by the milk stool where my dad would send a few squirts at or on the kittens. Bossy didn't seem to mind the cats and kittens flitting around her feet.
