so in the last few months there have been some problems with interlopers at the house. can you guys share your opinions on the following critters?
fraggle: what raccoon? i don't see a raccoon. seriously, i'm not stupid. i'll beat up a fox but the fat bandit is scary dangerous. i'm avoiding it.
widget: it eats all my food. and makes the water in the fountain funny. *pout*
hugh: i'm not here. you don't see me. don't look under the bed!!!!
tater: dude, i got this. see the raccoon comes in the cat door, right? just saunters on by and doesn't mess wit' nobody. so we're cool.
fat bandit: hey! hey! thanks for inviting me over! i love the new fountain! you have great snacks! hey! why are you chasing me! i don't wanna go home! hey! it's cool! i'll come back later!
okay, so what about this guy? we last saw him last winter when he was just a skinny little black streak running out the cat door. but he's gotten bigger [looks tomcattish and hasn't been observably pregnant, so without checking we are guessing "him"]
i know you guys have some strong opinions because i've heard you talking to him
fraggle: when he's outside, we're cool. he can hang out under the car all day for all i care.
widget: he eats all my food. he just - EATS IT!! it's like he doesn't even care that i'm going to starve to death
hugh: GRRRR! i don't like him one bit. when he's around i am a good boy and i guard the fortress. he shall not pass! i'm a good boy!
tater: it's cool. i mean, he's not so bad. sometimes, man, we hang out, we sit around, catch some rays.
feral tom: seriously, could you talk to that orange one? he's nuts. i just want to grab a snack. it's bad enough i can't come by at night anymore because of that fat bandit but he's all up in my business whenever i stop by for a little lunch.
and here's a strange little non cat. have you met?
fraggle: he smells funny. he doesn't come around much but when he does, the carport just sets off my sniffer. whew!
widget: the weird looking cat? he's kind of pointy. but he doesn't eat my food. i like him. he can come by any time!
hugh: he showed me some neat hidey holes. when i am in my hidey holes you can't see me. he's a good hider.
tater: he's kinda skittish. i mean, he just toddles away when i come around. it's like he's scared of me. what a chicken.
pointy faced cat: lady, quit looking at me.