When we're out walking the dogs we sometimes get the distinct feeling we're being watched by someone or something.
More often than not it's a hawk in a tree or a fox or rabbit watching us from the safety of an orchard.
This time however it was a little different, a bit more of a Stephen King moment you could say.
This motley collection were scattered around a derelict farmyard and we're convinced they were watching and following our every move.
Even the terriers put a bit of a spurt on to get out of the yard, we'll probably wake up tomorrow and find the figures getting closer to the house and a bit closer the next day. . .
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