Pets

I thought the cats belonged to someone on the street behind me, so I yelled at them often to get out of my yard. I have a handicap to getting them to trust me. They are already not running far, and just now, I was able to open my front door and baby talk to the short haired black cat, who looks distressingly like my old boy cat who died of old age 3 years ago. The others were there, but out of sight. When I closed the door, they all ran off.