My granddad kept 80 head on a hundred and sixty acres outside New Lexington. He knew every cow by ear notch and every calf by the curve of its back. He walked fence every Sunday morning before church.
When I was twelve we lost three head in one week to a pneumonia outbreak that started days before anybody noticed. By the time we spotted the first sick one, two others were already down.
That doesn't have to happen anymore — but not because there's some shiny new app. We've tried the apps. They were built for thousand-head New Zealand dairies and Silicon Valley pitch decks. They were not built for granddad.
So we built Pasture. Same county, same kind of farm. For the families running cattle the way they always have, with one less thing to worry about — and one fewer animal lost to something we should have caught on Tuesday.
— The Pasture team
Perry County, Ohio · est. 2026