Help Me Buy the Cow My Wife Said I Couldn’t (unlessthisworks

Hey, I’m John. I left a comfy tech job at Microsoft to start a farm in Georgia, raise my kids right, grow food, and build something that actually matters. It’s been amazing… and also full of poop, chaos, and one very firm “No” from my wife.

Here’s the situation:

I found the perfect cow. He's $700. But he is in Oklahoma. Delivery? Also $800.

Wife’s response? A firm “NO.”

So I made her a deal:

“What if I start a GoFundMe? What if moms and dads all across America rise up and help me get this cow?”

She said: “If that actually works… fine. You can have the cow.”

Well, here we are.

I’m trying to raise the $700 for the cow itself. If we hit more than that, I’ll put the rest toward gas and hay and snacks for the 1,700-mile round trip road warrior cow rescue I’m 100% ready to make in my truck.

You’re not just funding a cow. You’re funding a dream. A farm dream. A dad dream. A petty, beautiful victory over spousal veto power.

If you donate, I’ll send you updates. I’ll post the road trip. You’ll get naming rights, cow pics, and proof that GoFundMe can indeed be used to win marital standoffs.

Let’s bring this cow home.

Facebook Cow Listing: https://www.facebook.com/share/18sfCSzkDA/?mibextid=wwXIfr

Stretch Goal: A cowbell with donor names. Maybe even a cow-cam livestream.