Walk On By

Caught on the hop tonight as no sooner had I put his supper out and called Poppy in than I saw him walk past the window. 

Frantically turning off the kitchen lights as they reflect in the glass and hoiking the camera setting up to their maximum it was all a bit, 'dot and carry one,' as my mother says. No accounting for the Yorkshire terminology here. 

I wasn't sure what he was actually looking at but he seemed very aware of noises in every direction tonight even tho' it wasn't too breezy.