I looked out my window and the old male was either ready to fight with his reflection or else he was wanting to see the insides of my house. I wouldn't let him in but I grabbed my camera and got a number of shots. I have never seen this one before at my door or on the porch. The one that calls my porch his home is coal black. He has been around every summer for the last two or so years, but not this one. I don't know what all went on later in the day. I am assuming the two males had a power struggle and established the pecking order. The little black guy still reigns as he was around later and I haven't seen this one since he sat on my window.