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Every self-respecting farm must have a Mouser! A cat with a clearly defined job description and KPI’s (I am in HR) whose sole existence is to ensure the complete and total annihilation of any and all rodents on the farm.
In the years after my husband died, and as my emotions withered away and shriveled in Siberia, I still had to survive.
Bare Bones Farming
It still hasn’t rained! The drought is debilitating and the famine is homicidal. Yet, here I am. Let me fill you in.