 So every time you'd go out there, there was carnage everywhere. There's a headless little bird lying down. There's a squirrel stripped of all of its fur. Then sometimes they'd land on your car. And I'm not making a joke of this. My wife went to get into her car, and there was fur caked on there, stuck because of the blood, on the door handle because the tree was right over the top. So they're just eating on the branch, and then the little parts fall out on the car. So that one year was just absolutely wild. That is horrifying. Oh, it was terrible.