The end of the world is a truly horrific scenario for us humans. The flames of humanity extinguished, snuffed out as easily as a candle. This catastrophe will undoubtedly be at the hands of our own doing and while this may be all doom and gloom for us, it's party time for the rest of the natural world. In Andrea Bergen's 'Every Varmit Has Its Day', urban animals often labelled as vermin leap out from the shadows into the dusty pink glow of the morning sun ready to accept their new found freedom.
