There they were: Stormy, Louise, Sasha, Professsor, Francis, Puff, Spot, Snowball, and Polky, all lolling in the autumn sun. As I approached, they didn't even move, let alone acknowledge my presence. I yelled at two of them who were snugly occupying the welcome mat; that didn't work; I nudged them with my toe and looking very irritated, they slowly moved aside.
A few minutes later Gerald arrived and was greeted by all nine surrounding him, prancing and rubbing against his legs. My brother and I were at the kitchen window, looking at the daily ritual. (Les had bestowed Gerald's title "The Can Opener With Legs")
Les began singing "Daddy's Home", an old Shep and The Limelites song, and we put our heads together to sing "Rat-A-Tat" in our best Doo-Wop fashion, as Gerald, "The Can Opener With Legs", walked through the door.