Yeah, I have a cat. She's old, and she looks at you during the day, and she silently meows at you. And she's, like, you know, acting like she can't speak. And then all night long, she screams at the top of her lungs. Oh, jeez. She'll get, like, you know, empty toilet paper roll or something to play with, And she'll just bat it around and do flips, jumps, and screaming at the top of her lungs. But during the day, she silently nails, and then she climbs up the furniture. She climbs up the couch.