As I work on honing my Cat Observer skills, this new kitty appeared!

My guess is it's a boy, but he wouldn't come near me when I did my smoochie noises and coos.  I've nicknamed him 'Harlequin'.  Although this was the first time I have seen him, I am confident that he lives at the house that he was dancing in front of.  Since I walk past this house almost daily, it's probable that Harlequin is a new resident.
Harlequin, on Smith Street
More Harlequin...
Then, lo and behold, one of the Floofy Tail sisters decided to say hello!  She rolled on the walk for me to pet her tummy, and she LURVs chin scritches. When my phone came out, she walked away and refused to come back any closer.
Floofy Tail #1, on Miller Street, being haughty
We've know both Floofy Sisters for years, but they are not always around.  More streetwise hipsters than hausfraus, they wander around the yards, and keep themselves to themselves.  Every time I see them, I offer them food and lodging at Chez Eastside Cats, and point the way to our house.  As of yet, neither had taken me up on my offer.
The Hubby and The POM
Just in case you were worried that I was neglecting our own clowder, here is proof that Patty O'Malley (POM) can really work his magic on everybody!

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