You mean the neighbors didn't catch on when little Walter (down on the corner across from the post office) was born with that third eye in the middle of his forehead? Or when the Davenport's (two houses down from the Dairy Queen) dog gave birth to a litter of puppies with eight legs each? Or when the fish in the Quigly's (three houses down from you on the other side of the street) koi pond grew rudimentary legs, and poor little Marybeth Quigly found one of them squirming its way under her bedsheets one horrible night?