yep...somebodies watching me.
You put your dog outside to do their business...stretch their legs...get some mental stimulation beyond watching you move from room to room from a prone position on the tile...
Suddenly as you make your coffee you feel that itch...you know that itch? *no not THAT one you sicko, besides the medication cleared that all up*, and you KNOW someone is watching you.
Creepy. Who can it be?...you look around...almost expecting someone to be behind you...
Nope. No such excitement. It's just the above mentioned DOG sitting someplace in the yard when they can STARE at you thru the windows. In a snit...you slam down the blinds and move out of there to another room...maybe the dining room where you can Facebook in peace...
*chhchcchcch* that itch AGAIN....you whip your head around like an owl on crack...and yes yes THERE...again...from behind a frickin TREE, the dog...AGAIN. Staring at you.
WHY DOES THIS HOUSE HAVE SO MANY WINDOWS!!
It's scary because you didn't even hear the tags jingle that time as the dog moved from peeping place to peeping place, almost like they did it ON PURPOSE to be sneaky. You slam down the blinds again...and then go on a mad blind slamming spree thruout the entire house.
Chest heaving you finally finally are ALONE...
at least that's what you THINK...until you feel it again...and, insanity now not just lurking but pounding on the door to your brain, you see right in the notched out hole in the blinds, where one's end has snapped off thanks to one of the cat's efforts....a brown eye...unblinking, piercing thru you.
*AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH*
The End.
