And it doesn't do anything. It just sits there and watches. And stares. Good thing it doesn't ring up at odd times or something.
It has peed on my car come to think of it. I washed it down, but the place it'd hit was just the right hight for a cat spray.
The minute it starts wearing a trench coat with rolled up collar hiding in the bushes with a pair of binoculars, I'll be on the phone to the police like a rat up an aquaduct.