When I least expected it of course. I was minding my own business, planting petunias in the front yard when I decided to weed around my garden gnome. Thats when I noticed there were two of em standing there right in front of me. Since I was on my knees at the time, I took a closer look and came face to face with this small creature. I asked what he was doing and he explained that he accidentaly dropped an acorn on his best buddy and turned him to stone when they were at the hardware store looking for curtain rods. He went to get help at the exact time I happened by and picked him up on sale. Turns out, he had been looking for him ever since. We got into this big argument about whether I actually owned his life-partner or not. I told him he could have him back for the $14.95 it cost me in the first place but then he got really mad. It wasn't ethical he yelled. It was then I noticed him digging around in his leather fannypack. He pulled out this acorn and started to threaten me. He really was getting an attitude when Ginger, my cat, jumped up on the reflecting ball behing him. That made him jump and the acorn fell out of his raised hand and flicked the end of his nose. Now, I have two gay garden gnomes. I put them under a shady red-oak and put some nice ground cover around but it still creeps me out.