Fight!

YP & CM have had the most enormous battle. Early this morning. (Have spent hours around the end of MY garden snarling and swearing at each other for days. Made going out rather tricky as I was bound to encounter one or other of them. And Karate Kitty Me hesitates to start anything as I know it will result in awful damage to the opponent.) The sounds of the fight were terrible. All the neighbours got out of bed to see what was happening.

We found a ball of yellow and black fur rolling around OUR lawn, screeching, spitting and occasionally chewing. Nasty. Very nasty indeed. Carried on for a long time until He threw a bucket of water at them.

CM disappeared up the hill. YP hid under the garden table. We pulled it out. Dear, dear. Distinctly chewed. Who would have thought old CM could have done that amount of damage to it. (Wonder how CM looks and feels?)