 So I'm cursing pretty loud now. I don't think anybody's home. So I look down between my shoes and there's a face down there and it's Elvis. And I knew it was Elvis even when I was down on my back. He grabs a dog and he keeps looking underneath where I am and he says, boy, what are you doing under there? I said, I'm trying to change your darn filter, but your dog's trying to eat me up.