I made a new friend today. He came to visit, although I could not get through the window to greet him, and I could not open the door. The people were no help either.So we resorted to chatting through the window. Turns out he's head of the neighborhood block watch, and he calls himself Vern. Apparently this area used to be on the rather seedy side. His experience is evident in his many war wounds. He is a little intimidating with the scar that causes his lip to curl up over his fang on one side of his mouth. I wouldn't want to cross him in a dark alley. I assured him that I am a great guard cat, even without my front claws. I have learned to compensate with my teeth
I'm glad we are on good terms! I hope he comes back to visit soon.