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Miss Pink's Secret Diary Entries

Thursday, June 1, 2000—Day 18

Whew. I made it. You people have no idea how hard it is to scale an ex-pen wall to get to the laptop computer. And this typing thing is darn complicated. Ooooh, look at that, this little magic thing fixes the words I don't spell right. Wow. This makes me look lots smarter than just two and a half… weeks, that is.

Oh, I suppose I should introduce myself. They call me Miss Pink. That's MS. Pink as far as I'm concerned. I'm the precoaches one. (That means I'm the smart one, I bet.) I have three sisters and one brother who is a pain in my bottom. I have a Mommy, and I have a Kristina, who is also a pain in my bottom. I came to tell you all what is really going on around here. I've seen that silly web page full of pictures, but you should know the truth. And let me tell you, the truth is not always pretty.

Take last night for example. There I was, fast asleep with my red ball, (oh I do DEARLY love pushing my red ball around) and all of a sudden my Kristina was grabbing us all up out of our sleep and plopping us into a basket. Well you can just guess who ended up on the bottom (me) and who ended up on the top (peach… teacher's pet… ugg). And then, you know what she did? She just jumped in our nice box and took it all apart and put it in a big carton and sent poor Derekhoney out to the garage with it. They worked and flapped big mats about and what do you know, my lovely box was replaced by a boring old ex-pen full of towels and newspapers. Oh the canineity. Just when I was almost able to crawl out of that box they go and put up a fence. I hope life doesn't keep on like this.

Today at least we did have some good news. The daily torture stopped. Really, it's true. Everyday before today… well, since I can remember, anyway, Kristina has come in at 4 pm to weigh us. Sounds harmless, huh? Well, that's what she wants you to think, but as soon as she writes down the weight, she starts the torture. It's always the same. First she pokes on your toes, then she holds you pointing straight up, just staring at you. Then she flips you over and holds you right there, pointed at the ground… all upside down and everything. Then she holds you down on the table, and then she plops you on a cold towel. Finally she rescues you from the towel, and you might be over, or if she's really evil, she tries to cut off your toes. I've already lost two for sure, and she's nibbling away the other ones real slow. But, thankfully, she announced yesterday that the “Exercises” (her word, not ours) were over, and probably why we were all such advanced babies.

Personally, I think it's because we eat a lot. Or maybe because I spend so much time talking to Momma about life. She's old so she knows lots.

I have to go now, sooner or later Kristina will stick her big nosey head in here. She always does, you know. It's impossible for a girl to get a little privacy. If it's not her, it's that pesky Doctor. She was just supposed to be Aunt Libbye, but I know better, she was there when the great de-toeing happened, I smelled her. She just didn't think I could see her. And then a few days ago she held me down and put this cold circle on my chest and listened to me. I tell you, privacy just isn't in their vocabulary. And I haven't even mentioned my pesky moose of a brother…

Friday, June 2, 2000—Day 19

Wow. I never knew I had so many friends out there. After I snuck my diary onto that silly website I got a nice note from a very nice Terv who offered to take me home, and from a nice lady who promised to send me goodies. Thank you to all. Momma says we PRITS have to mind our manners, so it isn't polite to ask anyone to come and get me, but you probably could sneak me out if you had a big purse. (hint)

Today was silly, just silly. This morning I was trying to sleep, all nice and warm on top of my moose of a brother (who is only good for that anyway) and then all of a sudden this space ship landed in the middle of us all. Moose boy went over with my silly sisters to check it out, but I knew better than to mess with aliens, so I just went back to bed. After a while the alien ship left.

But guess what? Tonight it returned, but this time it was full of this white stuff that tasted like Momma but was all swishy in the spaceship. So I stuck my nose in with everyone else and licked and licked. It tasted pretty good. I think I ate a little too much because I urped some up, but don't worry, I urped it up on my sister Peach. Hehehehe. It doesn't matter anyway because those pigs were all covered with milk and licking it off each other. It was just silly, I tell you. I guess I might like that spaceship. I wonder what they will bring tomorrow?

Oh, did I tell you about the new torture? Now after my Kristina comes to weigh us, she plays music for us and we all dance. Well, ok, I like that part, but the bad part is when she messes up our house again while we are distracted by dancing. It's just mean. Just when we get it all comfy the way we like it, and get all those papers shredded up and all. I think she secretly is selling our services as paper shredders. I have clues. For one, my DoctorLibbye always brings some paper when she comes, and for two, Derekhoney is always taking the bag of shredded paper out to the garage with a funny look on his face. It's probably illegal paper shredding slavery. But don't worry about us. I'm going to talk to my silly sisters about making a break for it. I might invite my bigmoosebrother, but only if we have to push open any doors. Ooops, gotta go, I think I hear that nosey woman again. She has really big feet.

Saturday, June 03, 2000—Day 20

Guess what, guess what, guess what, guess what?!? Today I got a box, and it was addressed to ME. Really to me. My Doctor Libbye had already opened it, but it really was for me. I got right inside and there were toys everywhere. My Kristina said they were from Auntie Leigh. She has really good taste because they were all toys and no clothes. Momma says sometimes Aunts buy you clothes for presents, and you have to act like you like them. But these toys are the greatest. One of them is sort of like one of those bottles my Kristina and Derekhoney are always drinking, but it is all fuzzy and makes the best noise. And there were other things too, but my greedy sisters got to have some too, and even my moosebrother. But I don't care because everyone knows my banannabottle is the best of all. You can play with it, and you can also sleep on it, so it is sort of like I got two toys, which is more than anyone else. I think that is fair.

My Doctor Libbye brought us toys too, and one is a very fun sheepie, but my Kristina won't let us keep it in the pen because she is just mean. And also, my Doctor Libbye came to torture us, but we fooled her. She squirted some medicine in my mouth, and Momma warned me and said I should be brave, but I fooled them all because it tasted good, not bad, so I just ate it all up. I am a very strong girl even though I am not a big moose like my brother. My Momma says I am a steel magnolia, but I don't smell that good, really.

Today the aliens came back and brought more milk in their ship, but Momma says that is simply a food dish and I should not be so silly. Momma has been sort of grumpy today. I was really proud because today I was a first again. I was first to poo all by myself. I ran to tell Momma, but she didn't think it was nearly as neat as I did. I think I am very good at it, and after all it is important to be good at things, isn't it?

Uh oh, I have to go. I think the paper shredding has started without me.

Sunday, June 04, 2000—Day 21

Happy Birthday to ME! Today I am three weeks old, which is so very much older than being just two weeks old. And for our birthday, we all got to go, for the very first time, out to the YARD. The YARD is a wonderful place. There are these trees, and this fuzzy green stuff Momma says in grass, and there are little bugs and the air blows on you. We all went out and we were scared at first, but then we started exploring, and then we were tired and took a nap. When I woke up again some one had brought my BALL. I dearly love my red ball, so I got to play with my ball, and we played and played and then I fell in a really deep hole. It was so deep I could barely see out. My Kristina was complaining to Derekhoney and Doctor Libbye that some border collie that was visiting her had dug up the yard, but I kind of liked the hole. It was soft and cool, so I just rolled onto my back and took a little nap with some sunshine on my tummy. Luckily when I woke up my moosebrother was near the hole, so I talked him into coming in, and then I climbed out on top of him. He didn't care, he wanted to see in there. I like the hole, but my silly sisters said I was the only one small enough to get comfy in there.

I was the first one yesterday who figured out to lick up the milk the right way. I forgot to tell you that. It is called “lapping” Momma says. She says it is un-seem-ly for little girls to stick their whole face in the bowl of milk. I still like to lick off my silly sisters who always get it all over themselves.

All the time we were outside my Doctor Libbye was taking a film of us. I think I might get to be on TV or something because she sure did take a lot of film of me. Also probably because I am the cutest and smartest. My sister Purple is pretty smart too, and she is good at sports I guess. And my sister Raspberry is my best friend, she is sweet and nice to me, so I guess she is pretty smart too. She is really pretty but kind of pale, if you ask me. My sister Peach is a big pain in my bottom. She is a big kiss up and she is a teacher's pet. She tells us all that she is my Kristina's favorite and will get to be her dog and stay here forever. I think she deserves to stay here forever! I don't want to be tortured for the rest of my life, I know that much. I want to go off and see the world. Momma says that is a good way to think, she says that some day pretty soon we will all be old enough to go find our own homes. I want one with lots to do. Raspberry says she wants one with nice people to cuddle with and another dog too. Purple says she wants a house with games and toys. My bigmoosebrother won't stay awake long enough to talk with us about it. I think he just needs a couch.

Monday, June 5, 2000—Day 22

Today I learned lots of stuff. I learned to run last night, but I got better at it today. I learned how to jump on my bigmoosebrother, and make him yell. But best of all, I learned to work the e-mail. I sent a letter to my Daddy because they are torturing us with bad food. We used to have this blue can food, but Momma says they don't have it here and she ate all she brought with her. So I wrote Daddy and asked him to get us some because Momma says he travels a lot with his work. And guess what, he even wrote me back and he had lots of advice for me. I am going to put it here so my friends can read it too, and so I can read it to remind me. Momma says it is good advice and that my Daddy is a charming southern gentleman and we should listen to him.

Here is the letter that my Daddy wrote to me:

Dear Darling Pink,

Your mother always said you were the clever one. And now you've learned to ask Dad-deeee for those things your little heart desires. WHAT a smart little girl. Of COURSE, daddy will bring you anything you'd like. I will personally track down and kill the case of blue food for you and drag it home to you there at KrisDerekDen.

I heard from my person, your Dr. Libbye, that you are all growing up and venturing out of doors. So it's probably time for some advice from dad.

Once they tell you who your person is, stick with them always. They have the opposable thumbs that seem so important in matters like opening stalls to get sheep and driving the Tervmobile to take you cool places. Be sure your person tells you about sheep. The sheep are stupid and need your help to survive. Plus it's really entertaining to make them run. You can ask your Uncle Luc about this, he will tell you stories and give you wise council on some areas that you will want to explore when you are a bit older.

While you're at it, have Uncle Luc explain about cats. Personally I like them a lot though I find they have quite a superiority complex. They are good for washing your face and feet when you are too tired and they do play an amusing game of hide and seek. Just remember not to make them make that noise. It's an unpleasant sound and it upsets the big footed folks.

Always go as fast as you possibly can in whatever endeavor you are undertaking. It's the creed of our breed to heed the need for speed as someone named Carilee once said to Dr. Libbye.

Remember your littermates, they are the only ones who will play correctly in future years. I know it's hard to believe, but your Uncle Luc and I were once small like you and we grew up together. Now we play together every chance we get. Really, playing with other dogs pales by comparison.

If your person mentions something called conformation, get really excited and look very cute. I've found there is a tremendous return on investment in this activity. Lots of really good food, all for a little standing still and then trotting. And you get to jump up in the air a lot which I find very pleasing. There's an obedience thing too. You have to think a little harder here, but you are Tervs so it won't be all that tough for you. The first part can be a bit boring but stick with it. There is stuff to jump over and stuff to retrieve a bit later. Yesterday I found out about the “nipple of knowledge.” I'll keep you posted on this, but so far it's really delicious. Besides, you can stick your tongue out at other dogs when they screw up stuff. Very rewarding.

I'm sure I'll think of other advice for you as you grow. Give my love to your sisters and especially to your long tongued lout of a brother. I know he's annoying to you, but he has my tongue so I'm especially fond of him.

I'll hope to come visit you tomorrow so that I can run with you. Can you trot 3 miles yet?

Kisses to all of you and to your beautiful and charming mother.

Your loving father,
Quazar

See. He wrote it just to me. Probably he loves me best. Everyone does, you know. But don't tell Momma I said that. She says I'm getting a smart mouth. She says it like it's a bad thing.

Tonight we went outside again. It was windy and I sneezed and fell over in the wind. I was happy to come in. I have to go now, I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open, and there is still a lot of paper to be shredded tonight.

Tuesday, June 6, 2000—Day 23

Hooray! Today Daddy came to visit! He was the greatest of fun, but he is very hard to keep up with. He was very nice and sweet and gentle with us all. I wanted everyone to play run and tackle, but my silly sisters all fell asleep. We played with Daddy in the yard and then we got to stay in the yard a little longer and have our lunch there. Momma called it dining “al fresco.” Daddy called it making a big mess in the grass.

Tonight we all got to spend some alone time with our Kristina and with Derekhoney. I think Derekhoney is more fun because he lets you snuggle. Our Kristina is always poking into your mouth, or your ears, or slowly cutting away your toes.

I got the rest of my teeth today, so now I can bite. I attacked Doctor Libbye's shoes today with my new teeth. I was nice though, and didn't keep them. Momma says it is rude to keep shoes that aren't yours.

I've eaten so much today I think I may have gotten too fat for my legs. I need a nap. Goodnight.

Friday, June 09, 2000—Day 26

We've had a busy day here. We went outside twice. It was very hot this afternoon, so we sat under the tree in the shade. My sister Peach, (Momma says she's brave, I think she's not too smart) went all the way to the other tree by herself, but pretty soon she came running back. I am the only one still small enough to hide in the hole, so I got in there and jumped out and scared my silly sisters. Momma says we're all of us silly, but I don't agree.

Today in our warm milk alien ship there was this mushy stuff that sort of crunches in your teeth. I liked it, but it sure did take a lot of work to eat. There was this other brown stuff that was even better, but when I stepped in it, it was slick and got all over me. That was ok, because my big moosebrother licked it off of me. He's helpful that way.

Daddy found one can of the wonderful blue food. He is bringing it just for me tomorrow, and I can't wait to show him how fast I can run now.

Tuesday, June 13, 2000—Day 30

Things have been very hectic the last few days. On Sunday Momma got sick. She said she felt crappy, but then she fussed at me when I called my bigmoosebrother that, so I'm not sure I'm supposed to say that. It means she felt bad. She had to have our DoctorLibbye come and work on her, and she had to go stay in another room. I heard Derekhoney say she had Math-site-is. I don't know what that means, but I think it means that she hurt herself trying to do some math. I hope she comes back soon, cause we don't have anyone to climb on except our bigmoosebrother, and he is not as high as Momma.

Now that Momma doesn't come over for dinner we take all our meals with the space ship. The stuff they bring is getting better and better. Today it was this meat squishy stuff, and something Uncle Luc called kibble. They were little, and shaped like hearts. I liked them a lot. They tasted like the crumbly stuff, but they were very crunchy. The soft meat stuff was the best, and also there was this orange goo that Uncle Luc called a care-root. It was ok, but mostly it was fun to make orange footprints all over our pen.

We went outside with our DoctorLibbye today and played with a giant sheep she brought over. It was hot, but we posed for pictures the best we could. Then our DoctorLibbye opened the camera to take out the film and it was empty. Then our DoctorLibbye said a word that Uncle Luc says I should never, ever repeat, even to Momma.

Tonight I chased and growled and ran after Uncle Luc in the YARD. He jumped up on a table to get away. I am a Natural Born Killer, that's what my Kristina says.

I have big pointy teeth now, too, so you better all watch out! I like the way people dance when you bite their toes.

Tuesday, June 20, 2000—Day 37

It's hard to believe it's been a whole week since I snuck in here to write in my diary. So much has happened I don't hardly know where to start. I told you about Momma being sick. It was awful. She didn't come see us at all for three whole days when she was ill. We were ok, but we were awfully worried about her. She is all better now, but when she plays with us she has to wear funny fur. She says they are “Pooh Boxer Shorts” and not to ever tell anyone she had to wear them. She's had on a t-shirt too, but that has a really handsome Terv boy on it, so we didn't mind. He's dreamy.

Anyway, we've been having the mostest fun this week. Our DoctorLibbbye brought us a great big toy called an agility tunnel. We all love it. My silly sister Purple was the first one through, but I was right behind her. Now we play in it everyday, and even chase Uncle Luc through it. I'm fast, I have to tell you.

Derekhoney brought us a big blue ball, and we've also had a lot of fun rolling it around the patio. My silly sister Razz likes it best of all. She likes to try to roll it under the chair and keep it all to herself. But I can get it back, because I'm still small enough to get in under the chair from behind.

Now for the big news. Yesterday a new lady came to visit. Momma says she is a people. Like when Daddy said in his letter figure out who your person is… that kind of person. The kind you go to live with forever. Her name is Auntie Jean and she is the best kind of person. She brought me toys. I like her a lot. She brought the most fun spider, and a great big chick and lots of fun things that my silly sisters ran off with. And also, we got to unwrap our own presents, which was a whole bunch of fun too. There was a really fun squeaking pig, but my big moose brother took it under the coffee table, and no one wants to go under there to try to get it back from him. Auntie Jean liked me a lot I think, but my silly sister Purple thinks she liked her bestest. She says that I think everyone likes me best, but I can't help it if it's true.

Momma told me a secret. She said that weekend after next all the peoples will come to visit and after a picnic, they will take us home with them. She said it might be a little scary, but I don't think so at all. I can't wait to get my own person all for me. It's just a lot of trouble around here to get any attention, and my bigmoosebrother eats my food. My sister Peach says she doesn't have to go, that my Kristina is gonna be her person. I think she might be right about that, because my Kristina calls her Maria now, and she always calls all the rest of us PuppyPuppy. I hope so, I think they are both pushy and deserve each other. Momma also told me that my bigmoosebrother has a people too, and guess what, it's Momma's Momma! So he has to live at Momma's real house forever. Ha! I told him he would get in trouble for being so bad.

Momma also says there might be one puppy left over, and I shouldn't feel bad if it is me, because I'm smallest. I hope not. I want a people. I am gonna practice going through the tunnel fastest of all so the people pick me instead of my silly sisters.

Wednesday, June 21, 2000—Day 38

I am so tired my paws can hardly type, but I just have to tell you about all the fun I had today. This morning after breakfast our Kristina packed us all up in a box. Momma said not to worry, that it was called a crate and that it meant we were gonna go visiting, and to be good. She should know by now that I am always good. So anyway, off we went in the box, and our Kristina put us in a car, and after a little bit, guess what? We were at our DoctorLibbye's house! We had great fun and played with Daddy on the farm. You might not know this, but at the farm, everything is a toy! There are sticks and leaves and bushes to hide under. My bigmoosebrother proved how silly he is by falling into the pond. He thought he could walk on the Lily pads. Momma says not to tease him about it, cause Uncle Luc did that once too. We played in the flowers and ate the sticks and had lots of fun, but we didn't get to stay long.

After a while we all got scooped back into the box, and this time we went in the car with our Kristina and our DoctorLibbye and we went to a really pretty garden. In the garden were lots of people who were really old. Momma says that is where our Kristina's Grandfather lives and that the people there have leaky brains. We liked the old people a lot. They held us all and played with us, and one lady took my silly sister Purple and carried her all around the place. I thought she might not come back, but unfortunately she did. I liked the old people garden a lot.

But then there was even more. Then we all got back in our box, and we waved bye to our DoctorLibbye, and we went to visit our Kristina's Momma. We stayed at her house and got to meet lots of other fun people and play with something called Bassets. They were sort of like dogs, but very, very, slobbery. They were fun though. One was called Fannie, and one was called Annabel. I liked Fannie best, because she was fun to chase, and slow enough that we could catch her. We played and played, and then took a long nap under the big tree.

After the nap we went home and ate our dinner and slept some more. I'm so tired still I think I'll just go right to bed. I need to get my beauty sleep, Momma says.

Friday, June 23, 2000—Day 40

Oh Goodiegoodiegoodie. Today I got mail! I just love mail. I got a letter just for me from my Daddy. Here it is:

Hello Little Daughter,

I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed your visit to my house. It was fun to show you and the other kids around my farm. It's good for you to see me at work so you'll know how to take care of your new families when you go to your forever homes in a few weeks.

I was most pleased to see you can all sort of run with me now. Granted ya'll topple over a lot still, but I can see a real improvement. Remember, it's paws on the ground, head in the sky unless you are sleeping. Then you may have paws in the air and head on the ground. It's the Belgian way to sleep.

Your doctorlibbye told me about your nice visit with the oldleakybrainpeople. Tell your bigmoosebrother that everyone was most amused by his sitting in the water bucket. I particularly enjoy tipping those buckets over and I hear that seems to be a highly heritable trait.

I hope that next week the people in charge will let me show you about the sheep. I've talked to Goatboy and Speck and they say they will let you all chase them as a personal favor to me. I suspect this is in exchange for a promise not to bite them on the butt anymore, but since I rarely find this necessary these days, it's a small price to pay for “take your puppies to work day.”

It's good to hear your mother is feeling better, do give her my love. Remember what I've taught you about finding your person, this will become very important in the coming weeks. Also don't forget, fast is good, faster is better!!

With Love to you all,
Quazaryourfather

Isn't it the nicest letter ever? My Daddy is the best daddy ever. He can beat up your Daddy any day! Momma says that isn't nice, so I should take it back. I did, but I had my paws crossed.

Tonight our Kristina says we get a POOL. Momma says a pool is a lot like a transportable puddle. I like puddles. I drank out of one at the farm and yummmmie, was that water good! Flavored and everything. Momma says be careful in the pool and that we have to wait 30 minutes after we eat to go in. I wanna go in NOW.

Oh, and I have some bad news. Momma says tomorrow we will get ouchy shots. She says they are for our own good and we should not bite ourDoctorLibbye when she does it. I might bite her anyway, but not if we haven't been to see Daddy yet, cause I really wanna meet his sheep. I don't want to get grounded on the day of a field trip.

Momma looked at us all this morning and sighed happily and said, “Ahh, only 10 more days.” I wonder what she means?

Monday, June 26, 2000—Day 43

We didn't get the ouchy shots Saturday after all. We don't have to get them until Tomorrow! Yeah! This morning we got to go on the field trip though. It was grrrrreat! A whole bunch of people came out to see us at our DoctorLibbye's farm. Some of them were very short people. Momma calls them children and says they are the big people's puppies. The peoplepuppies were great fun. They like to run and chase almost as much as we do. We played with them for a long time. We explored the barn and climbed on the haystack. I climbed very high with Daddy, but my bigmoosebrother Sage climbed the highest of all. We jumped over these sticks called agility jumps and we played on this great thing called a see-saw that was kinda tippy but great fun because hotdogs grow in the middle. It was lots of fun.

But nothing compared to the sheep that came last. Daddy had these little sheep puppies in a pen, and he made them trot around and it was better than watching the best movie. I ran around the outside of the pen and barked and watched and chased, just in case he needed some help. My silly sisters Maria and Purple found a tiny hole under the fence and snuck in and wanted to chase the sheep with Daddy. Our DoctorLibbye said they were toooo silly and she picked them up and carried them in her arms while she and Daddy made the sheep behave. All in all it was the most fun!

After the sheep chasing we were tired, and we found this mudhole that had the deepest, coolest, slushiest mud. We lolled and lolled and fell asleep in the cool mud. Our Kristina didn't think it was very clean, but we were being farm dogs, so she said she could look the other way for today.

Again today I am just exhausted, and there's more to do today. Tonight we're gonna play in our pool again. I like the pool a lot, but nobody else likes it too much yet. I want to learn to go down the slide!

Tuesday, June 27, 2000—Day 44

OUCHOUCHOUCH. I have learned a very important lesson today. If someone picks you up and lets you stick your whole head down into a jar of peanut butter, you should watch your butt. There I was, my tongue all stuck up in yummy peanutyness, and !thwack! that old mean person (I'm not even gonna say her name) poked me in the bottom with a sharp stick. Then, since that torture didn't make me yell, she poked me in the shoulder with an even bigger stick… and I think she broke part of it off in there, I still feel a little part. Momma says that was a microchip and it means somebody loves us. I think somebody can just love me a little less next time, but if it helps get me a family, well, I guess it sort of ok… maybe… a little.

Before all the ouchy stuff we went to a studio and this man took lots of pictures of us. Probably because I am very popular all over! I thought maybe a tv camera would come too, but I guess they didn't tell him I was having a press conference. They took lots of pictures of me, and a few of my bigmoosebrother and silly sisters. Daddy came and was in some too. He looked handsome and proud. I know it was because our DoctorLibbye says I was voted Miss Congeniality.

Friday, June 30, 2000—Day 47

This morning when I got up my Kristina sat me down and told me a secret. I'm not supposed to tell my silly sisters, cause they might get jealous, but she didn't say I couldn't tell you. So guess what? I get to ride on an AIRPLANE! I GOT A FAMILY! My new Momma and Daddy are so special that they are gonna fly on the airplane and come and take me back with them to a place called Utah. I have to go now, and look on the map to see where Utah is, and what there is fun to do there. I'm SO excited. Airplanes must be very slow because they won't be here this weekend like the other new families. It will take them 14 extra days to get here. Oh yeah, Momma's Momma is called Jan and she is coming to visit tonight. Momma says she is very nice and not to try to steal her shoestrings like we do everyone else.