#Dairy Farm Business

[industrialsolutioniid]

How a Dairy Farming Project Report Ensures Success in Dairy Business

Dairy farming is one of the most promising business opportunities in India. With the rising demand for milk and dairy products, venturing into this field can be highly rewarding. However, starting a dairy farm requires proper planning and execution. A Dairy Farming Project Report plays an important role in outlining every detail of the business, helping entrepreneurs make informed decisions.

This blog provides an insightful overview of preparing a project report, along with the essentials of starting a dairy farm business.   

   

What is a Dairy Farming Project Report   

A Dairy Farming Project Report is a detailed document that provides comprehensive information about the feasibility, cost analysis, and profitability of starting a dairy farm. It includes essential aspects like:  

Initial Investment: Land, cattle, infrastructure, and equipment.  

Operational Costs: Feed, labor, medical care, and utilities.  

Revenue Generation: Milk production, sales of by-products like cow dung and urine, and breeding services.  

With a well-structured project report, entrepreneurs can secure bank loans and government subsidies, ensuring a smooth start to their dairy farming business.  

   

Components of a Dairy Farming Business Plan   

   

1. Selection of Dairy Cows  

The success of your dairy farm largely depends on the quality of the cows. Breeds like Holstein Friesian, Gir, Sahiwal, and Jersey are popular in India due to their high milk production. Selecting healthy cows with good lactation cycles is essential to maximize output.  

   

2. Farm Infrastructure   

A well-structured dairy farm should include:  

Cow sheds with proper ventilation and cleanliness.  

Feed storage areas for grains and fodder.  

Milk collection rooms equipped with chilling tanks.  Investing in modern equipment like automated milking machines can boost efficiency.  

   

3. Feed and Nutrition Management  

Balanced nutrition ensures better health and productivity of dairy cows. A mix of green fodder, dry fodder, and concentrated feed is ideal. Regularly monitoring the nutritional intake of cows is crucial for maintaining consistent milk production.   

   

4. Healthcare and Maintenance  

Veterinary care is a vital part of a dairy farm business. Periodic vaccinations, routine check-ups, and maintaining hygiene prevent diseases and ensure the longevity of dairy cows.  

   

5. Marketing and Sales Strategy   

Once your dairy farm is operational, an effective marketing plan is needed to sell milk and dairy products. Partnering with local vendors, supermarkets, and cooperatives can help establish a reliable customer base.   

  

Dairy Farming in India: Opportunities and Challenges  

   

Opportunities  

India is the largest milk producer globally, with a high domestic demand for milk and its by-products. The government also provides subsidies and schemes to support the dairy farming business, such as NABARD loans and the Rashtriya Gokul Mission.  

   

Challenges  

Some common challenges include fluctuating milk prices, high feed costs, and limited access to advanced technology. However, with proper planning and efficient management, these hurdles can be overcome.  

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Steps to Prepare a Dairy Farming Project Report   

Introduction: Define your objectives and vision for the dairy farm.   

Market Analysis: Research local demand, competition, and trends in the dairy industry.  

Financial Plan: Include details on capital investment, operational costs, and projected earnings.  

Risk Analysis: Identify potential risks and mitigation strategies.  

Implementation Plan: Outline the timeline for setting up the farm and achieving milestones.  

A well-prepared Dairy Farming Project Report provides clarity and attracts investors and financial institutions.  

Conclusion  

Starting a dairy farming business is lucrative, especially in India, where dairy products are a staple. With a detailed Dairy Farming Project Report, entrepreneurs can plan every aspect of their business efficiently, ensuring long-term success.

Aspiring dairy farmers can overcome challenges and establish a profitable business by understanding the essentials like cow selection, infrastructure, feed management, and marketing strategies.

With the right approach, dairy farming in India can pave the way for financial growth and contribute to the agricultural economy.    

[gujpreneur]

PROMPT – SHRIDHAR MEHTA’S INNOVATION IN THE DAIRY INDUSTRY

The dairy industry has benefited significantly from Prompt Dairy Tech's domestic production capabilities and the Made in India initiative. This blog post by Gujpreneur dissects Shridhar Mehta's innovations in the dairy sector and his concepts aimed at improving the supply chain's traceability and transparency.

[dairymitra]

Dairy Farm Cattle Business | Dairy Mitra

Dairy Mitra is a revolutionary platform that connects dairy farmers with customers, ensuring that fresh and high-quality dairy products reach your doorstep. With an intuitive online interface, Dairy Mitra simplifies the process of buying and selling dairy commodities, promotes transparency, and empowers local farmers. Experience the goodness of farm-fresh dairy with Dairy Mitra today. Immerse yourself in the vibrant world of our dairy farm cattle business in India.

[somanyjacks]

Free Online Classes about Goat Farming

My friend Lee from Moxie Ridge Farm is hosting some free online courses about goat farming! If you have any interest in agriculture, homesteading, or are an author trying to get that goat farm AU off the ground, check them out!

Goat Care Basics

This is a course for those who have never worked with goats before. Perfect for those looking to start working with goats in their job and those looking to incorporate goats into their homestead or farm. By the end of this class, students will be ready to own and care for goats. 

Behavioral Herdsmanship for Goats

When people ask me what my secret is with goats, I can now answer with this course. It is an intro to Behavioral Herdsmanship for goats and covers getting to know behavior on 3 levels as well as herding skills, moving goats, and more.  This course is appropriate for those who have never worked with goats and those wishing to deepen their trust-based working relationship with goats.

Goat Kidding Basics

Kidding can be an important part of goat ownership for those who want milk or baby goats. This course teaches the basics of kidding and prepares students to attend their first goat birth. 

Bottle Raising Baby Goats

Raising bottle babies can be both challenging and incredibly rewarding. This course walks students through post-birth care, selecting and using a bottle system, and how to play in order to raise safe and friendly goats. Appropriate for those wishing to learn to raise a single baby to several dozen for home or work. 

These courses have been made possible by the Northeast Dairy Business Innovation Center and are a training series targeted at people who want to start working with goats either as owners or as a part of their jobs.

[agriculturelogos]

Shopping day today and I got some products from a local dairy. They're not a small business, but I know all milk comes from farmers in the area. And their products are so fresh and got that homemade cheese taste!

[southislandwren]

i was talking to my coworker and we were joking about how much the school farm sucked and i was like yeah lol sometimes i'd be drivign and think like lol what if i just crashed my car right now.... anyway someone tell me if that was too much for my very normal coworker. she thought it was funny though

[uniqueartisanconnoisseur]

Agricultural Sites in Dallas!

Dallas is a city of architecture, history and cowboys! This February we went to see the Dallas sites. Along the way we also discovered some agricultural sites in Dallas. We saw many of the stops during our tour. We met our guide at the Kennedy Memorial. The Memorial was created by architect Philip Johnson in 1970. It is a square shaped granite sculpture. It is 60 feet tall and 30 feet wide, with…

[wausaupilot]

Bill to prevent local restrictions on large farms supported by ag interests

Some of Wisconsin’s largest agricultural interest groups supported legislation passed by the state Senate Tuesday that would prevent local governments from creating agriculture-related regulations that are stricter than the state’s, according to an analy

by Henry Redman, Wisconsin Examiner March 13, 2024 Some of Wisconsin’s largest agricultural interest groups supported legislation passed  by the state Senate Tuesday that would prevent local governments from creating agriculture-related regulations that are stricter than the state’s, according to an analysis of lobbying records by the Wisconsin Democracy Campaign.  The legislation passed both…

[funnyartprintsnow]

Cow Business Tycoon Art Print, Kitchen Decor, Unique Dairy Farm Wall Decor, Office Art, Whimsy Farmhouse Style (Print only no frame)

[benevolentbirdgal]

I have a list in my head, of the goyim I know would hide me. It's in the single digits. And for some of them, I don't think or don't know if their partners or other housemates would allow them to do so, so it's a moot point.

I learned to pack a go bag before I learned to walk. When I was a kid, I thought it was for hurricanes. I had an epiphany in my teens and asked my mother - she just shrugged and said there are a lot of reasons to leave in the middle of the night.

Plenty of regular people have been antisemitic during times of great violence, but honestly, I think most people aren't evil - just self-preserving. Doing the right thing when it's safe is easy. When it's messy, or dangerous, or endangers your family, it's a hell of a lot harder. I can hear the justifications folks would give - their family would be in danger. It can't really be that bad. The Jews could avoid it by doing x or y. It won't really be that level of violence or extremism. I know the ways people would justify turning their backs on Jews, because it's happened thousands of times in hundreds of communities. This doesn't even make me mad or sad anymore - it simply is, and I need the room in my brain for more important things.

One of the books I read as a little kid about the Holocaust was written by a child survivor. She talked about being snuck out of the ghetto after her parents. The righteous gentiles who took them in and hid them had reckoned it was the same punishment to hide three Jews as one: execution. When they took the author's father, they possibly condemned themselves to death, and they'd accepted the very serious stakes. Most people simply aren't going to put their life on the line when push comes to shove, and many would not be willing to risk significantly less than that. I honestly don't believe most people would even endanger their social standing to protect Jews, much less financial consequences, prison, or death.

It's easy to say that you support Jews, but actually doing so is much harder. And I know for a damn fact that if you'll excuse antisemitism - because it's *only* against certain kinds of Jews, or because it's from a particular kind of person (i.e. other marginalized people), you wouldn't hide me.

this sentiment is so true

[eddiesghxst]

getting married to older!eddie and wanting a baby so bad and eddie being the loving, dutiful, and so in love husband he is will do everything in his power to give you that baby— even if it means multiple nights with little to no sleep because he’s too busy pumping load after load into you.

he’s not sure how you do it. how you’re able to go at it every single day with such enthusiasm, always so ready for it, moaning and whining about how eager you are to be a mommy, how badly you want to give him a baby.

he meets up with steve and steve just snorts, “jesus ed, i’ve never seen a man so unhappy to get fucked.”

eddie huffs out a laugh, “im the happiest man alive, asshole— i’m just exhausted. i’m putting in work like a fucking cow on a dairy farm.”

and steve thinks it’s the funniest shit ever, but eddie doesn’t care. he’ll pass out from exhaustion before he fails to give you what you want. he just loves you that much <3

[tfnewfarm]

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[dairymitra]

Dairy Farm Cattle Business | Dairy Mitra

Dairy Mitra is the ultimate marketplace for dairy farm cattle businesses. On our platform, buyers can find the highest-producing cattle at competitive prices. With Dairy Mitra, you can easily connect with reputable sellers and find the perfect livestock for your dairy farm. Our marketplace is designed to make the buying and selling process seamless and hassle-free. Whether you're running a small dairy farm business or a large cattle business, Dairy Mitra has the resources to help you succeed.

[marketing-ffreedom]

Best Gir Cow Farming Online Course - ffreedom app

Get excellent guidance from our successful mentor on gir cow farming and earn rs 150 in just 1 litre of milk. Watch now!

[farmerstrend]

Dairy Farming In Kenya 23 Key Topics

Dairy Farming In Kenya: The growth of the Kenyan dairy industry is private sector–led with participation of a large population of smallholder farmers and small traders linked in the value chain. The expanding formal milk market is increasingly demanding high quality milk delivered at low transaction costs from these smallholders. Therefore, these smallholders will have to make strategic decisions…

[the-californicationist]

The Window (6 of 7)

Ch 01 // Ch 02 // Ch 03 // Ch 04 // Ch 05 // Ch 06 // Ch 07

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TW: lactation kink

The house is lonely without your boys, especially when your breasts are so full and achy. If only there was someone home to help you…

You settled into the house almost too quickly. You each had your own space, but the main bedroom was where you all spent most of your time. The bedroom was huge — one of the reasons John had picked this house — and the en suite bathroom could more than accommodate all five of you, if need be. But, when the boys were away, the sprawling, expansive house was… lonely. 

They tried to leave you in shifts, but it wasn’t like they were logging hours at a normal job; it was war. War didn’t have a schedule. So, you padded around the house, trying to play some music or keep the television on, but it wasn’t the same. It was just you and… who? 

You’d asked the doctor not to tell you the sex of your baby at your ultrasound appointment, and none of the potential fathers had been around to go with you. So, you were in the dark. You’d thought about names, and Johnny had offered a good many family names to keep you busy for a while. But, even though you had plenty to think about and plenty to do – you were still working remote on recon and data tracking – it was just an empty sort of existence. 

To make matters worse, you’d hit a bit of a snare. Right at the sixteen week mark, you’d started leaking more than just a little milk. You’d woken up to a wet, messy situation, and you quickly scheduled an appointment. The doctor had taken some time to assure you all was well, but then, not even a week later, you had swollen, painful blockages and you were back in his office, waiting for more news. 

“Looks like you just have tiny ducts,” he shrugged, looking at your scans. His hands were dry but chilly as he peeked under your hospital robe to examine your sore nipples, “You may need to express them. I know it may put you at risk of an early labor, but we can monitor you in the meantime. Try to only pump when absolutely necessary.”

So, you’d followed his orders. Once every few days, you pumped out the heavy, engorged globes that used to be B-cups, watching as your nipples filled jar after jar. There was no use in freezing it this early, so down the drain it went. 

Now, at week twenty something, you were a walking milk nightmare. You’d never done so many loads of laundry in your life. The embarrassing thing about it though was that you liked it. Just the thought of attaching the plastic suction cup onto your breast was enough to make you slick between your legs, and the act itself was frequently pleasurable enough to send you over a climactic edge. To say that your nipples were sensitive was an understatement. But still, you tried to only do it when need be. You didn’t want to make a mistake. 

When the boys came home, you filled them in on all the updates. Johnny was a little sad he’d missed the ultrasound, but it just added fuel to his fire of picking out names. He seemed even more interested in the pain-relieving, pleasure-inducing qualities of your breast pump, though. At dinner, you caught him staring down your shirt more than once when you tried to speak with him, and when you lay together on the couch, his hand was always massaging your swollen flesh, all under the guise of keeping you from getting another painful duct. 

But, you knew the truth. His cock had never been so hard as when you started to leak through your top and had to go change, rushing to wash and find your nipple pads. Johnny stalked you into the large bedroom, thumb crooked in the waistband of his pants, 

“You alright, bonnie? Need me to help you?”

“No, yeah. I’m okay. Just… dealing with the dairy farm over here,” you said, exasperated. 

He sat down next to you on the edge of the bed, watching you pull out the tubes and machine with all of its parts and cords. His hand fell to your thigh, squeezing you gently,

“Think I could do it instead?”

“You…” You turned to face him, hands still tangled in the pump, making sure you heard him correctly, “You want to try it?”

Johnny adjusted himself in his jeans, his eyes pinned to your cleavage, unable to look away even for decorum’s sake, 

“Aye, lass. More than anythin’.”

“Um, sure. I think it’s fine. It all gets thrown out anyway. I’ll get you a towel,” you moved to get up, your belly now at a round enough size to be a hindrance, but he stopped you, pulling you back down roughly. 

“Hey —” You protested, but he interrupted you.

“Sit down,” his voice was gravelly and heavily accented, almost like when he was drunk, “Let me…” 

“Johnny, wait,” you tried to twist away from his grip, but he was too strong, “It’ll be such a mess. They’re so full right now. Just wait for me to—”

His eyes shot up to yours, pinning you in place, his full lips set in a hungry snarl, 

“I dinnae need a towel, bonnie. I’m gonna taste you, messy or not.”

He let his vow sink in, and you could feel yourself melting, literally and figuratively, at his words. You didn’t fight him as he began to kiss you, smearing his mouth all over you, doing his best to shove down your tank top, stuffing the neckline under your tits, fumbling around the back to unhook the clasp of your bra. 

“Johnny,” you breathed, your voice giving away the wet rush that was flooding straight to your core, “The laundry…”

“Fuck the laundry. I need to drain you fuckin’ dry. Right now.”  

Your whole body responded to that comment. Your skin flushed hot and your sore nipples hardened, eager to experience the way his mouth would feel as he drank from you. You weren’t even sure if he’d know how to draw out your milk. 

All of your concerns were cast aside as he settled you in his lap, pulling off your clothes like a much-desired present, tossing your clothes aside like wrapping paper to get to the good part. He fumbled with his jeans, freeing his thick, curved cock from his pants, pumping it roughly to spread his precome over the heavy head. 

You helped him, angling your body over his dick and lowering yourself down onto him, as carefully as you could, spearing your pussy with his rod, inch by trembling inch, listening to him try to catch his breath. Once you reached the middle, at the deepest part of his curve, you struggled to fit him the rest of the way in, grinding forward and back, looking for that sweet spot. 

Then, impatient and hungry, he finished the job, pulling you down by your hips and forcing himself the rest of the way. It made you cry out from the shock of it. It wasn’t necessarily painful, but his roughness was a stark change from how he had been treating you. When he knew about the baby, he spent a lot of time preparing you, using his mouth to lap at your pussy and prying you apart with his fingers. Always gentle and mindful of your comfort. But, not now. Now, he had his sights set on devouring you in the literal sense of the word.

“Johnny…” You gasped, rocking against his shape tentatively.

“C’mere, lass,” he whispered hoarsely, his voice sharp and commanding. 

His eyes were fixated on your dark, round nipples, and as you rode him, grinding yourself down onto his lap, he latched onto your left breast, taking the meat of your peak all the way into his mouth. Then, he began to suck. 

You thought it would be gentle and sensual, expecting it to be largely for his pleasure and not effective enough to get the thick, creamy milk out of your poor swollen ducts, but you were wrong. Johnny began to suck and swallow, suck and swallow, suck and swallow; a terrifying, rhythmic feeding, drinking from you like his life depended on it. You peered down at him as he delivered this unknown pleasure to you. 

Johnny’s eyes were fluttering closed, the whites of them rolling back into his head, and he began to let out these long, deep, guttural moans. You could feel the relief in your breast the moment he began, and with each suck, you could tell that his mouth was filling with squirt after squirt of warm, sweet milk. 

Your hips humped against him involuntarily at this point, too horny to think straight, and you realized that your right nipple had begun to let down, full as it was. You tried to catch it from dripping onto him, swiping away the white rivulets with your palm, but he caught you, realizing you were trying to take what was his. 

He moved his mouth from your left nipple to your right, letting his score drip down his chin and neck, caring nothing for the mess. Then, he latched onto your right nipple just as he had the left, sucking and swallowing until his cock throbbed inside of you. 

You cradled his head as he drank from you, using his neck and shoulders to keep you steady as you rode him, feeling him suckle against you over and over, your hot milk filling his belly. 

“Havin’ fun without us, Johnny?” Price’s voice rumbled from the doorway, startling you. You tried to turn around, but Johnny had you in a vice grip, and all you could do was ride and whimper from his fucking and his feeding. 

“John…” You moaned, and he stepped around to sit next to his sergeant on the bed, smiling at the two of you, admiring the mess you were making. 

“Can I try, love?” Price asked, leaning forward to drink from you without waiting for your permission. 

All you could do was moan, high and helpless, your pussy so wet that it was practically gushing over Johnny’s thick cock. As soon as you felt John’s mouth on you, suckling from you just as intently as Soap’s, you started to come. You felt yourself clenching around your hungry lover, flooding him with your orgasm, wrecked by their insistent mouths.

“Tha’s it, bonnie,” Johnny pulled away, white streams of cream falling from his lips, looking like he was drunk, “Come for me.”

Price was greedier than Soap, even though you weren’t sure how that could be possible, and he used his strong hand to knead and squeeze your tits, forcing your body to drop even more milk for him to drink. His mustache tickled your sensitive flesh, and you couldn’t see it but you could hear the twisting, slapping wetness of him jerking his fat cock as he drank from you. 

“Fuck, she tastes so good, hm?” Prince crooned. 

“Hngh, Johnny… I can’t…” You whined, feeling yourself start to become overstimulated, “I can’t…”

“You can, lass. And you fuckin’ will,” Johnny grabbed your face in his hand, squishing your cheeks, forcing you to kiss him. You could taste your own milk on his tongue. It was warm and a little sugary, like the dregs of a bowl of cereal, thick and creamy. 

He released your jaw and went back to work, suckling from you with a relentless vacuum, making your head spin. You didn’t know how you were able to make so much milk, but it seemed endless. You were hypnotized by the way his throat bulged as he swallowed gulp after gulp of your body’s gift, sucking you down. 

Price seemed just as hungry, and you saw how, from the corners of his mouth, tiny droplets of milk would escape and wet his beard, the white cream staining his dark hair. He teased you with his hand, leaving his cock to fend for itself as he smeared his precome all over your asshole. Then, as you rode Soap back and forth, thrusting against him with abandon, John put his finger against your puckered hole and let you push yourself onto it. As you canted your hips back, your hole would let your captain’s huge fingertip slide inside it. As you thrust forward, you would pull away, losing the feeling of fullness that he was giving you. 

It was agony. You wanted him to fuck you on his hand, or to take you with his cock — as painful as it may be without prep — anything to make you feel filled up. But he didn’t; he kept his finger right where he wanted it, letting you fuck yourself with just the tip until you felt stinging tears in the corners of your eyes. 

“Please, John… please…” You barely had any words left, but he knew what you wanted. 

He met your eyes with his own as he took a particularly long suck from your sore breast, making you watch as he coaxed your nectar into his mouth. Then, he pulled away with a swift pop, licking across your swollen nipple to soothe the pain he had caused. He smiled at you, patronizingly, teasing you still with his finger,

“Does our girl need me to fuck her tight little arse?”

You nodded, barely able to keep your eyes open, overwhelmed by the pleasure, 

“Yes, please… I need it. Need to come again. Please…”

“Fuck, bonnie. If you come again, you’ll take me with you,” Soap murmured, unwilling to take his mouth away from your tits too far, talking with his mouth half-full.

Price bent his head, returning to his rough suckling, filling his cheeks with more of your milk. But, this time, as you thrust yourself against Johnny, you felt two, curled fingers shove themselves deep inside of your asshole. Your whole body convulsed, your pussy clenching and gushing with wetness, twisting its muscles around Soap’s dick, trying to get him to fill you with his load. Your legs shuddered, unable to keep from shaking as you rode him, feeling numb as the tantalizing sensation of your stretched holes washed over you. 

John fucked you without mercy, pulling his fingers all the way out and stuffing them all the way back into your ass everytime you thrust forward and back. You were screaming, and your poor, well-used cunt was pumping itself against Soap’s rod, making heinous slick noises as you rode him. Beyond any sort of politeness or gentility, your men were noisy in their feasting as well, slurping and sucking loudly, grunting every time you clenched yourself around them. 

When Price added a third finger, you came again, your pussy quickly running out of room to accommodate them both. Soap’s hot seed burst inside of you just as he’d promised, burning your core and painting your walls with his come. 

“Oh, fuck! Johnny, fill me up. Fill me…” You slurred, letting your head hang back limply, basking in the feeling of his orgasm. 

Price took the opportunity to haul you off of Johnny’s lap and onto his own, replacing the emptiness in your pussy with his fat cock, sliding through his sergeant’s come and keeping his fingers in your ass as you rode him. 

Even though he was spent, Johnny didn’t let up on his feeding. He’d ripped a page out of Price’s playbook and was massaging your breast with both hands, squeezing out every last drop from your body. When he finally stopped suckling from your bruised nipple, he licked you, over and over, running the warm flat of his tongue across your nipple to swipe up any stray drops, chasing your peaks as you bounced on your captain’s dick. 

Price squeezed your tits in his hands, letting the one that was still full squirt all over his mouth and nose, covering himself in your cream. When he noticed Soap’s desperation, he switched positions. The sergeant fell onto his back, resting against the mattress, and the captain threw you on all fours, letting your tits dangle over Johnny’s open mouth. Then, he climbed up behind you, feeding himself back into your pussy. 

As Price fucked himself into you, your breasts swayed back and forth, your nipples rubbing across Soap’s mouth as he moved from one to the other. You felt him latch onto the left one, drinking from you in thirsty slurping gulps, his puckered lips pressing onto your flesh with as much suction as he could muster. Meanwhile, your stretched cunt was being stuffed with Price’s shaft, his head invading your deepest parts, filling up your hole over and over and over. 

Finally, when you were out of milk and practically sobbing from the brain-breaking orgasms you’d been given, he pulled out, flipping you onto your back and laying you right beside Soap, aiming his load at your bruised tits. His teeth were clenched as he grunted out his climax, painting long, white ropes of come all over your nipples. 

You looked down, unable to tell what was his and what was yours, your breasts messy and covered in cream of all kinds. John’s hands came down and rubbed his spend all over your nipples, smearing it around them like a salve. Johnny leaned over you, licking up Price’s come just as greedily as he had your milk, latching and suckling from you over and over, even if you were empty, like a greedy puppy. 

Exhausted, and with a belly full of breast milk, Price crashed to the mattress beside you and Soap. 

Standing in the doorway, Gaz and Ghost looked down at you with smug, satisfied expressions, and Garrick chuckled, 

“Better recover quick, babes. Got me workin’ up an appetite.”