Peeping Peter

I have a friend. I'll call him Peter. Some would consider him rude, but I find him charming. Peter visits me at least once a week. When I first met Peter I was a little bit freaked out. The phone rang, I looked out the window and all of a sudden there he was...staring at me. I walked around, I got right up to the window and made gestures and faces at him and he didn't move. I thought he was just plain weird and a little bit scary. After a couple of times seeing him looking at me through the window, I started to get used to him. Now after about a year I look forward to seeing him and enjoy his company.