(Gary chuckles) But the first day I was on the job, I had a little old beat up desk. I’m in the commissary smelling of fish throwing out, and all the cleaning fluids and all this stuff. And the phone rings. And there was a little thing in the paper, a new zoo guy, “Are you the new zoo guy?” “Yes.” (chuckles) “Well, there’s a prairie dog on my backyard and he’s digging it up.