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and we get home and she's out of college, her house, my peppers look, I was like, oh they look great, several of them need to be picked. Probably should have done it yesterday, but I want you to see them on the line, they're beautiful. She opens up the back door and looks down at the garden and she's just like, all person is off of me. I mean, just look at this. I'm like, what in the world is wrong? What do you mean my spark looks good? There's nothing there. It's like what are you talking about? You have like a dozen peppers ready to pick yesterday. I was out there, there's nothing but stock. And then these, they're received on the ground and then stock. So we immediately figured out that it wasn't a human that came into the truck art drive. And it was the critter of some sort. We didn't know what kind of critter would do this. Well, she's mad that we go around around for a little while and I go to church working on building a boat. This is just one of my hobbies that I have.