Our neighborhood has been run and ruled by cats. We all know our place.
First it was Hobo who liked to sleep on Hobo Rock in our front planter and be fed and cared for
by two neighbors who weren't allergic to cats.
Then it was Speedbump (named by two teenage boys) who split his time in various frontyards and always expected, and was given, pats and tribute.
Now it is CAT!CAT!CAT! (so named by Abby and Tar) who likes to visit homes with dogs and tease them by lolling about within view of their windows.
Cx3 also likes our maple tree which is a much less noisy perch.