 I turned around and my wife was standing there. She was very, very pleasant as she pointed out the very obvious paw prints. To which I looked at her and I said, well, you know, this is your fault. She said, this is my fault? I said, oh yes, absolutely. She said, how is this my fault? To which I said, well, as you'll recall, I wanted to put in a hardwood floor in the living room. You're the one who wanted to go with the carpet. If we hadn't had the carpet, we wouldn't have this problem.