state of the cat

Today, outside, she caught the eye of another cat. I heard her hiss, looked up and saw her pointing herself toward an Enemy, looked in that direction and there it was. A big fat black cat, frozen. Greymouse screamed faintly several times, and then the Enemy turned with immense dignity, waited long enough to make it obvious it wasn’t retreating–no, no, it must have seen something more interesting in the distance, opposite direction–and retreated. Then Greymouse came indoors quite happily and demanded treats and Fancy Feast.

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