Two of them, to be precise. They come and raid our birdfeeder, which I don’t mind, since it keeps them out of my tomatoes and away from my pineapple.
J has decided that they are both named Poppin Cassius. Because he wants to name them both Poppin, and I think the thin one should be Cassius. The fat one is Poppin. He actually LIVES in our yard. Cassius comes over the wall to have lunch, and he stays only long enough for Poppin to chase him away.
This is Cassius. He has a notched ear.
Yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look:
He thinks too much:
No pics of Poppin yet.
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