Have you ever felt like you're being watched?

Have you ever felt like you're being watched?
I like to take walks. I'm walking and enjoying myself when suddenly I get the heebie jeebies. I look over my shoulder and see what I already know is there: funny little guys with colorful pointy hats and little breeches. I see them everywhere; in gardens, in bushes, under bridges and sometimes I see them for sale at the pottery barn. Why do they follow me? What do they want?