And he told me… He says, “Oh my gosh.” He says, “That’s not enough.” So we turned around and looking here was Colonel sitting up in the back of the station wagon (chuckles) looking around, trying to see what was going on. So we made the decision that he was probably still groggy enough that he wasn’t gonna come after us. So we opened up the cage door, we opened up the back of the station wagon each grabbed an arm and kind of threw him up into the cage. And he got up and walked around, kind of nonchalant at least, still pretty tranquil from the effects of the ketamine. But at least he didn’t go after us. And of course we made sure the thing was locked up after that. One day Colonel was in the back and…
