Today while doing the washing up, I had the odd feeling someone was watching me, so I looked up out the kitchen windown. Staring at me from the driveway at the top of the steps is a large, black cat.

I stared back at it.

He slowly walked down the steps and down past the house, out to the back yard. Somehow I was sorely tempted to make rude gestures at it with my hot-pink rubber gloves on.

And all that follows being followed by a big crow yesterday.

Bizarre.