Creamy came for breakfast as usual and antagonised poor Gerald.
Then later, Bushy came to our porch and did the same to Gerald.
Bushy lives down the road in the militant house. This is the house that raises the flag of a country that’s currently at war and there’s also the flag of a militant group. Once the occupants set up a tent in the garden which looked like the tents in the warring country. We nickname the house the “H House”. They have quite a number of cats in their house, all not neutered. Some look like older Rileys too. I do wonder if Riley came from that house…yikes! It doesn’t matter where Riley came from. She’s with us now. And she is definitely a very peace-loving cat.
Anyway, here’s Bushy…
Whenever he comes, we tell him to please go home. We don’t feed him too. Look at him, he’s certainly well-fed.
Poor Gerald was so scared he ran off to another road, but this is the busiest road in our neighbourhood where the cars move very fast. So I went to get Gerald back.
He’s home now, safe and sound.
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