Visitors in the yard

As I was working on a new post for my Love Undeniable blog, I looked out the window and saw a cute little girl, probably around 4, and a white boxer dog in my yard. Odd I thought - who are you? I hadn't seen the girl or the dog before, and certainly not in my yard. I watched her for a minute or so and then she and the dog walked away. About five minutes later I saw a man (okay younger guy) on the sidwalk calling what could be a dog's name. Opening the door I asked him if he was looking for his dog. He said yes. I said a white dog? He said yes. I said a boxer? He said yes. My dog, Shelby, who was still inside barked. I told the man his dog was in my house. I paused and then said, I'm kidding - I got him. He then asked if I wanted any Absinthe. That's when I began to notice his slightly unsteady movements and the cigarrette in his hand. I said no thanks, it's kind of early for that. He said what time is it? I said 10:00am. He said no way, pulled out his cell phone and checked. He said I was right. Clearly I'm a genius. I told the man if I saw his dog I'd send him over (the man was apparently visiting the odd house next door.) He said oookkkayyy. I then looked down and saw a nice fresh pile of poooo. Not my dog's because why would I let her poo in my own front yard. I said to the man, "Yep your dog was here and left something." The man looked at me confused. I went in the house. 5 minutes later white boxer dog appeared again.....and went into the odd house.

Odd. (Sorry no pictures, the only evidence I had was the poo and I decided to spare you. Your welcome.)