So far Bernie and I have met the two cats next door: there is a grey striped tall cat and a black and white cat.
The cats saunter through the yard, down the side of the house and along the fence. Snow doesn't even phase them.
There is a brown mackerel tabby too that muscles his way through the snow out back.
When we see him and call, he splits immediately. I think he thought no one lives here.
The grey and the black ones are our neighbor Bob's cats.
Bob's cats seem very interested in us.
I think eventually they all might become very good friends.