I did. We raised becan and burgers. We also had horses, goats and chickens. The goats were more of a mistake, but they were entertaining. We had dogs and an extremely wild barn cat. The cat was an apex predator. Well, it was an apex predator and sociopath. I mean, most cats are sociopaths to a certain degree, but this one made Lecter, Dahmer, and Bates look like great humanitarians.
I did a lot of the work on the farm. I took care of the animals, plowed, cut/baled hay, repaired fences, built sheds, dug irrigation trenches, planted/weeded/harvested veggies, dug postholes, built new fences, searched for lost animals, buried carcasses, fought with a psycho-rooster, and survived testing the electric fence. I dug out rocks to create a "driveway" up a hill and through the forest. I also helped a little bit with building our log house by hanging drywall and running wiring
Going away to college felt like taking a vacation. Don't get me wrong, I loved living out in the country, far from neighbors, but the workload was incredible. I think of that when I eat becan. Mmmmm....becan.