Cats

This is the sight that meets me most mornings when I draw the curtains back. The black cat is Murphy who is/was our community cat. You could say he's mine now although he never goes inside anyone's house.
I have no idea what the black and white one is called, and not sure where s/he lives either. I call him/her Bully Beef as s/he is quite large and regularly swipes out at Murphy. That said, s/he doesn't try to steal his food and they often lay peacefully together in the garden.