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Well, it was a values lesson my brother had to go through in his teenage years. He wanted pets. He was the only one. I hated them. He wanted pets. So my mom always pushed the idea of responsibility for it. You have to learn to look after it. We're not helping you with it. Now she said that, but she didn't mean it. I would stick with it. I'd say it's your idea, you look after it. So I wouldn't even feed them because they're not my care. I didn't agree to it. I didn't go halfsies with you. You imposed it, so you look after it. And so that was always the deal with him, with my brother. Even as he moved, I mean, he imposed on my dad to go over to his house and feed the cats. He asked me once or twice, but I said, that is not my job. I said, it's not part of the jurisdiction. They're not mine. You're the one that's going away to Mexico. You make your bed and you lay in it. I'm not helping you with that. My dad's a little more, I guess I'll say heart full. He's a little more tender hearted and he was kind of that person that my brother had. So as far as I'm concerned, when he died, it's the small use lesson. It was your idea to have pets at your house. It's your idea even afterwards. So I maintained and I still hold, I still think the same thing even in death. It's not part of the agreement. You didn't ask me and if you did I would have said no like I'm saying no now. So that was that.