Not quite wildlife.
There's a war underway in & around our back garden. There was noisy violence in the night, & one of the protagonists appeared this morning looking around cautiously, which is a big change from the previous arrogance.
The participants are believed to be -
Alfie. Fairly hefty ginger lad. Lives next door but one with his mate Oscar. When they first started hanging around they were very timid & stuck together, but they've grown in confidence (& musculature) since then, especially Alfie, who's usually out alone nowadays.
Two others whose names I don't know, but who I think live in the next street.
1. Small but chunky, young & black. Has been seen sparring with Alfie, & has tried to sneak into our house a few times. Ran out of the back door once when I took him by surprise.
2. Shaggy old geezer. Used to stalk around as if he owned the place, & cowed the others with a look. I'm pretty sure one of the others has taken him down a peg (perhaps that's what we heard last night), judging by his demeanour this morning. Tried to get in our back door on Friday, which he'd never done before. Alfie was glaring at him & making threatening gestures at the time, but backed off when Mr Shaggy faced up to him.