I was stretched out on the sofa and Shelby the cat was stretched out on her cat furniture at the big front picture window watching the birds. I have a film on the windows so that we can see out but no one can see in. This rotund guy (about 60) comes walking right up to my front picture window, puts his whole body on the picture window, cups his eyes and is trying to look in. Shelby the cat has her paw on the window, like she is trying to push the guy away--while looking at me to say "mama, get the harpoon, there be whales." I rapped on the window and yelled "get out of here." I scared the guy, who looked like he just arrived from the colder states and was a Snowbird. When some of them arrive for the Fall and start looking for property to buy or lease each year, they loose all manners, and they're old enough to know better. Shelby the cat began grooming herself as if the man-whale had disrupted her fur.