 Death comes to all of us sometimes. It will for you and me. Like it did for my cat. Thank you for all the nice things you said about my cat. I do miss her. My goodness. She's just always here. And then you've got that... I keep turning around, thinking I'm here or anything. I love that kind of... It's probably her spirit, Hardy. It's probably my brain having some kind of residual echo. Because you fill in all the spaces, the things that aren't there with...