How I Recovered My Stolen Herd Against All Odds

My name is Joseph, a proud farmer from the rolling hills of Nyahururu. My entire life and livelihood are tied to my herd of ten dairy cows. They are not just animals; they are our family’s pride, our source of milk, and our children’s school fees.

One terrible morning, I woke to an empty, silent kraal. The gate was broken. My cows were gone. The feeling was a physical sickness—a deep, gut-wrenching loss. I felt like I had failed my family.

We reported to the police. We searched with neighbors for days, following cold trails. Hope was fading fast. The thieves had vanished without a trace, and with them, my family’s security. To Continue reading TAP HERE