I just remembered. Little bear dashed in, wearing his Halloween costume, after he had been to his auntie's house. Evil cat, not unreasonably, decided all her peace on the soft spot on the sofa was over and so she ran out to kip somewhere more private.
Little bear ran after her shouting, "Kitten, it's okay, it's only me, I'm not a monster." Poor lamb was really upset in case he had frightened her, the cat that chases off Dobermans and sits in the top window to watch fireworks. He is a lovely lad.
His eye is fine. I will, of course, keep checking.
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