There’s a bit of politics going on in my back yard, and it might soon be a war zone. As reported the other day the neighbour’s tomcat has become quite partial to my yard. I don’t mind as he’s a bit of a character, a lovely docile cat. 
But Orlando Cat is not impressed. Oh no, his appearance brings spitting, wailing and cowering behind plant pots from her Ladyship. As Orlando is apparently the first cat he’s ever seen I don’t think the Intruder quite knows what to make of all this. He will if he gets too close. It could get quite messy.
I got home tonight and he was sat on my bin by the fence to his house. Rather than fleeing, as I opened the back door he took up position on my Vespa as you can see. How could I be angry with such a cool intruder? A bright moment after a long hard day “putting in a shift”. (© Anthony Pulis Snr) 
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