What I'll miss: (well maybe not so much when it all starts decaying and gets a bit smelly) - the krill. Is it really krill? That's what we call it anyway, waves of small red crustceans floating in on some mysterious tides and then being stranded on the Otago peninsula beaches, attracting the shrieking ecstacy of karoro and other birds.
According to the famous mathematical thought experiment, Schroedinger's cat is neither dead nor alive. So it's a cool concept if you don't like being locked into binaries. Not so good if you don't like being locked into a lethal booby-trapped box. And from the cat's point of view, there is no ambiguity at all.