Cats

The neighbor has quite a menagerie. There are 3 dogs, running in size from a chiwauwa to a mixed pit breed which includes all the different personalities from yappy to aggressive. They have a large white cockateil that screeches and talks at all times of the day. Finally, they have 3 cats that wander around the area.

We have become good friends with the cats. Cats are peculiar animals. One minute they are fawning all over you and the next they are off doing their own thing. I think that's what I like about them. Their independence and yet they show this soft side that craves attention.

Yesterday, I watched the black one hanging around our front porch. She approached and did the head butt movement. Where she rubs her head against my hands and legs showing that she wants a good scratching. She then walked next door and preened herself on the neighbor's steps. I watched as she caught the movement of a moth flying around her head. She started to eye it and followed it. She jumped at it. When she didn't catch it she pretended that she wasn't interested in it to begin with and then jumped off pouncing through the yard in leaps and bounds.