As Wisconsin’s air turns crisp and daylight shortens, the Sanctuary begins its cozy transformation. The big pasture is now closed for winter, keeping the cattle close to the barn where the wind can’t reach them. Truckloads of sweet hay roll in weekly, and the sound of steady chewing fills the frosty air. Fresh straw blankets every pig hut, piled high for burrowing and warmth. Inside the barn, more cats are settling in—curled on hay bales or tucked into the heated cat houses w
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