What would you do if you looked down one day and your shadow was gone? Not gone gone, just not yours: too short and too tall, too big and too small. What if it just didn’t have your nose? If you looked down and your feet weren't yours; what if you had someone else's shadow? Some people might make a big deal out of it, run to the hospital or pin up signs that read Missing: One Average Shadow. Some people might call 9-1-1 and report a robbery while others would grab a pair of scissors and try to trim it back to normal. I like to think that I would handle the situation well: buy an emu and head to Las Vegas or become a professional hat peddler in Fiji.