Now Rose generally sold her strawberries the local bakery and farmer's market and the profit was fair. And often she was called Queen Strawberry, due to her red hair. But she didn't mind the name. However lately, the cash flow had slowed. But Rose knew why. It was because something had been eating her strawberries! Well not so much as eat, but the berries were left shriveled up like the juice had been taken. And to Rose it was insane! And she had tried everything to prevent it. Massive cages to cover the patch, fake owls and snakes, which often scared her, non-killing traps, and even a pesticide spray, but none of it worked.