There are a number of denizens walking the neighborhood.  I just found out a staggering bit of info. I thought there was one black and white cat who ruled the yard.  Now I am not particularly visual so all I noted was a black and white cat. Turns out there are at least three different ones walking around. I found this out from a neighbor who owns cats, both house cats, but the cat people know the cats and the people.  So no wonder I couldn't quite get a fix on how Tuxedo looked. And besides the cats, there are a number of squirrels and rabbits, and by a number I mean a bazillion AND one big fat honking groundhog whom I have named Bozzle.  Bozzle's doorway is cleverly dug underneath a very prickly barberry bush that lines the back of my yard. From there she ventures forth to destroy the neighborhood vegetable gardens.  There are some long term guerilla actions going on that I observe, sort of like an impotent UN Peacekeeper. or more to the point an unpeacekeeper.  I don't have a personal gripe against Bozzle, but I sympathize with the humans whose veggies are being raided.  So I do nothing. When I walk around the neighborhood, I note things, but as the realization dawns that I have been watching three cats instead of one,  my noting needs work.  Or maybe it doesn't.  Going around in a blur worked out OK for Monet.