 I was over him, and the shovel was coming down to chop his head off, and he's screaming on his back. And my poor father, who's 90, standing there, we're like, oh, my God, what's going on? Get the photo, Dad. Just take the picture. Get the photo, Dad. It's like, do you want this horizontal, or do you want a landscape? I don't think the little doggy nose and ears are appropriate for this picture. Ooh, my ring light, my ring light.