Ralph – my great great uncle – became so taken by pyramids that he moved into a pyramid shaped home. And inside he had a pyramid litter box. And all of his cat toys – all cats have toys – were minin pyramids that he could bat around. He even believed that his cat food tasted better when it was shaped like a pyramid. He tried making pyramid pizzas (he was a pizza lover just like me) but they didn’t turn out very well. Eventually his coworkers at the museum got tired of listening to him talk about pyramids so they sent him to Egypt so he see some first hand.