I had that feeling recently. I was in the back yard, minding my own business, and I just had the sense that I was being stalked. Not wanting to seem obvious that I was feeling creeped out, I tried to look casual as I whistled a nervous little tune and took a look around. I didn't see anything out of the ordinary, but I knew there were eyes on me. I took a couple of slow steps back toward the house, then stopped and pretended to be absorbed by looking at some potted flowers. I was listening for any sound, any movement, that would give away the location of the spy. I heard the breeze rustling leaves in the tree above me, but oddly enough, no chirping birds. They were quiet, as if they knew something was amiss.
Just as I was about to make a run for it and lock myself safely in the garage, I heard a sound, a signaling, and instantly knew my stalker. Or should I say stalkers. When I knew where to look, there were two of them.
Fortunately, I was able to snap a couple of pictures. They tried to look casual and non-stalkerish, but the jig was up and I was on to their tricks. Having heard their signal, I know they are working as a team and sharing information, so I will be careful to try and thwart their plans to take over the world.
|Willow, our siamese cat.|
|Simba, the next-door neighbor's siamese cat. Notice how she's trying to act like she's not watching my every move.|
I shudder when I think of the danger I wouldn't even know surrounded me had I not heard the meow, the signal between these kitties. Sure, they look purrrr-fectly harmless, but shortly after this incident, I intercepted a piece intel, so I know I'm not just imagining things. I am sharing this intel in an effort to save lives. If you have feline operatives in your own home or neighborhood, keep their strategies in mind, and keep yourself and your children safe!
Hehe, have a good day!