|From my porch to their yard|
It's not without precedent. Years ago, I let the cats outside on a day like today for a romp. (Those excursions ended when they chased a black racer snake into the house and it took a week to track it and remove it...story for another day). I had left the door slightly cracked, so they could come in and out and needed. I was doing chores inside. At that time the house was divided into a living room/dining room and a family room/kitchen with doors connecting the dining room and kitchen and the front entry connecting the living room and family room. (After remodeling it is just one big great room). So I could not see the front door from the kitchen. I walked back to the bedroom area and encountered Crazy Woman in my front hall.
She was just standing there staring at the floor. Scared the bejesus out of me. At this time I didn't even know her name. It was just bizarre that she walked to my front door, found it cracked open and just walked in. She told me some nonsense about being injured by the water company and then left. I quickly ushered the cats inside and closed and locked the door.
So, concern over her not knowing boundaries is founded.
This morning I opened the blinds and the windows and found Crazy Woman had been by, a water bowl has joined the food bowl. I'm glad I pulled the blinds and Ed closed the windows.
|Little blue water bowl next to food bowl. Yes, MG visits here.|