Arthur was demanding to go out and we met my neighbor, an adult man, who 

• Asked me twice if I’m married
• Invited me to practice witchcraft with him, specifically “Black Magic” and didn’t believe me when I said I’m not into it, insisting I could do it because I “wear black all the time”
• Repeatedly called my male dog a girl (he sits to pee so a lot of people think he is, but he’s met my dog several times before) When I explained that he was neutered before he developed an instinct to hike, so he just doesn’t do it, he proclaimed “Oh my god I’m gay!” because he let Arthur lick his face so much. He was kidding and I told him he’ll live, but yeah, that’s not how that works. 
• said several times that I’m “a damn fine woman” and “I don’t care what anybody says” ok thanks
• Told me I need to get my dog to stop peeing where he pees because people are complaining – dude I literally cannot help where he pees. He pees where he pees. And since he goes almost as soon as we hit the grass, it means he really needs to go. And it’s Texas. In summer. It dries within minutes wtf. 
• Told me as I was walking in that I have great legs
• demanded to know why I hadn’t spoken to him lately, not really accepting my explanation that I’m quiet and I listen to music so don’t always hear why people talk to me
• knocked on my door as soon as I walked in (I ignored him)

He seems like a lonely guy but if I get murdered, tell the cops to look next door.