By the way, about the intelligence of machines: we have a robot vacuum cleaner at home. So, the husband at night argued that the vacuum cleaner is constantly guarding him under the door. I said he wanted love and affection, but I forgot about the conversation. The vacuum cleaner left in the room to clean. We go back - this infection pushed the chair, dropped my things from it, chewed my socks and slipped under the bed, where she safely went to sleep. Now talk about unhealthy things.