That's it really.
My DP and I have been away for the night and when we returned yesterday, I checked the back garden (which gated and locked, away from the road in a quiet residential area) and was a bit taken aback by what I found...
Our plant pots were strewn across the patio and there was a solitary pork pie, just sitting there.
So as not to drip feed, I'm a bit freaked out because (this will sound strange...) we lost my Great Grandmother on Christmas Eve and she absolutely adored pork pies. So much so that when she died we scattered a few on the coffin instead of roses - don't judge us for this. We're otherwise quite normal. Anyway.
AIBU to be a bit freaked out by this random pork pie? Where did it come from? It looks quite fancy, maybe an artisan pork pie? It's a small one, but way to heavy for a cat. Why is there a pork pie in my garden?