I have two.
ONe mackeral tabby and white - he's a fat bagpuss type.
Got stuck in next doors cat flap this weekend. We had to squirt his botty with water to get him to move.
He is on a diet but other people feed him too in the street.
Then there is a whipper snapper of a skinny malink. Black and white, death zone cat.
Who has turned our garden into death valley. The Wren may well turn out to be his nemisis and the bell goes on his collar.
He is the naughty one of the two. A real big cheese and local charmer in the neighbourhood.
Though at the moment much of his time is spent tormenting next doors girly cats, and the cows in the fields. As well as any passing dog, that happens to stray into his domain.
He may only be a thin scrawny thing, but coo he's a divil
Oh what can I do about him.