If you, a city resident, are infinitely far from agriculture, then take the dog, the largest in the apartment, and you will understand what life is. What care, what regime, what amount of money for food. And then multiply it by 1000, for the farm and the animals are the way of life. You are attached to this farm. If you don't want to, sick died, in the drink with a hammer, in the winter in the summer, inspect the cattle, eat it, eat it, take it off, bed the salmon, if the animal is sick, get it, and so on. I know what I am talking about, I kept the basket - sold it to the cowboys, tired of it.
YYY is so. The neighbor farmer. In the pen says this whole hemorrhoids! He opened a second store and finally got permission to sell vodka.