[moose07]

Scary.
Shopping is bad enough, but to be faced with that as well...

[Darksheare]

Well, I was confronted one time by a lady whom I swore spent most of her time incorporeal, rattling chains in an attic and haunting some graveyard at midnight.
She held her hands outward like Montgomery Burns and didn’t appear to actually walk so much as float.

[NoCmpromiz]

So I step outside with my cat beacon (disguised as a humble flashlight, er, torch) with which to summon any kitties who are still outside but should be inside this time of night (which at the present time consists of one gray female who is spending major time avoiding noisy creatures known as 'grand-kids' even long after they have been ductaped to their beds for the night).

I did not spy a gray kitty. Or any glowing cat-like eyes that would indicate my cat beacon had alerted the intended furbeast.

But I DID spy a pair of glowing eyes. And they were contained within the body of a black and white striped furcreature that often is referred to as a cat of the pole variety. Polecat.

'Twas a pretty creature rooting around in the mounds of clipped advanced grass substitute that was freshly mowed. Since polekitties are omnivores, I'm not sure whether he/she was eating vegies or the bugs that were hiding in the rows of semi-mulched advanced grass substitute and I was not about to approach it for an interview.

So if you are planning an excursion into our drive this darkperiod, be advised that you might be greeted by an inqusitive creature that looks a lot like this: