The cat, Ethel, is in charge of internal extermination and quality control. Part of her job description includes regular patrols inside the house for any suspicious mouse activity. (Yes, I'm admitting on the Internet for the whole world to see that we have mice. It's a 100-year-old house on a farm; it comes with the territory every Fall.) She also inspects every quilt and other products manufactured here on the homestead. Sometimes she'll even fill in as a paperweight or foot-warmer in a pinch.The beagle, Lucy, is in charge of the alarm system and pest control. If a squirrel, chipmunk or raccoon makes the mistake of stopping by for a visit, she will chase it up a tree and bark at it until the sun sets. That might be two hours or twelve; doesn't matter, she's dedicated to her job. You don't want to know what she does with rabbits, so I won't mention it.
The Fat Bottom Girls are here to exterminate insects, lay eggs and manufacture fertilizer, pretty much in that exact order. They also work long hours in the garden.
Old One-Eyed Calico Jack is here to keep watch over the hens. He fluffs the nests and announces the arrival of the eggs and the sun; because we surely would miss the sunrise if he didn't remind us it was happening.
The llama ladies work under cover on the day shift counting sheep and giving passersby the stink-eye. They are like the behind-the-scenes mall employees who watch for shoplifters; they may not look like they are working but they are ready to sound the alarm at a moments notice.






