Take notice, S.T.E.V.E. is in the motherlovin’ house. I took one look at his barely flexible neck and terrifying gaze and immediately thought of Batman, Michael Keaton Batman, sitting high up on a Gotham perch, regulatin’.  See what I’m saying?!

I loaded him up with batteries, strapped him to the chimney and hit the switch: ON.

Head rotating slowly, with as much confidence as a fat plastic owl can muster, S.T.E.V.E. took his first defensive gaze around Panthy’s… and beyond. And never.stopped.hooting. No doubt, he’s eager to bring justice to Panthy’s Garden. But I had to slow his roll, his justice will kill those batteries in less than an hour. Might need some fine tuning on those motion sensors.