 I live in a place where, honest to God, there's a rancher who has a buffalo ranch and buffalo can just walk through, you know, the barbed wire. They just it's on their face and they're like, I don't care. And they just keep walking. And once in a while, the town will have to call and say your buffalo is in the middle of the street. And they'll say, I know. Well, he'll come back home.