A nice bit of Primal Screaming this afternoon.
We like to have a good Primal Scream of a springtime. Sets you up for the rest of the year. All winter we build up angst, which needs to be released into the spiritual ether so it doesn't go critical. Screaming is therapeutic and, if done en masse, only very, rather than extemely, embarrassing.
It did upset Grendel, the Community cat, however. He's rushed out into the fields. I'd worry more, but when we went searching for him we found all those dead badgers. He's obviously in a well bad mood.