A few mornings ago I got up in the wee, wee hours, and when I raised the blinds I saw a cat sitting out in my yard. I'd seen this cat before, scurrying off when I pull up some nights. I watched him for a moment, and it wasn't long before a friend of his came along. The friend was more bold, sitting right up on my porch and beating me in a staring contest.
I'd like to think I intrigued the pair, but I know where their interest really lies.