Now, the interesting part of my day... When I got home, my mother was in the side yard just staring at the birdbath. I asked her if she was okay and she said yes - but she was perturbed. It seemed sometime during the night, the stone cat we had in the backyard was moved to the side yard. She asked me if I had done it and of course I hadn't. The thing weighs a ton and why would I move it? Maybe Dad did it, I mentioned. She told me she had checked with him and he just laughed and shook his head. Hmmm - it does make a person wonder.
Maybe there is something to this story:)
