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Man, breakfast pizza just, oh my god, I just said the B-R-E-A-K-F-A-S-T word. My god, my cat knows too many freaking words. That one means wet cat food. Now I just gave her a treat, which is technically wet cat food, so... Hopefully, no, she's not looking in my direction with her big round eyes. I always use that word for wet cat food, now it's T-R-E-A-T. Which I'm really starting to think she's understanding the spelling of. Ah, but the other cats, they're not so sharp. They haven't learned spelling of words yet. But So-So's got, you know, she's at least twice as old as Shadow, so... And like, seven times older than Dewey, I guess. I'm just guessing Dewey must be three years old, though, this September. Or this August or so. Because it was two years ago when I brought him to the vet to get done. And he was one year old then, or a little under one year old, they figured. So I'm guessing he's got to be around three now. I don't know exactly. And that's the bad thing about, you know, strays, you never know how exactly old they are, right? But Dewey is far from a stray now, that's for sure. He knows where he lives. He had an incident outside the night before last. He was out all night until like nighttime the next day. He didn't come home at all during the day. And then he was a little weird. But yesterday morning he started to come around again. He got up from my lap and got a scratch and now he's back outside again because that's where he wants to be. Oh yeah. That looks fantastic. Breakfast pizza. I've never had that, you know. Never, but now that you mention it, you know, scrambled eggs, cheese, maybe some sausage, bacon, a bit of ham on there. Oh yeah, breakfast pizza sounds fantastic. All right. Next up on the list we're going to Chuck, AA4HI. You're up, man.