Evil cat was playing out despite the damp weather. She was happy slowly wandering around at her own, elderly pace. Then she froze - Oscar, the huge black tom cat from next door had just crossed her path. Oscar froze as well.
I was not sure what to do. Any sudden movement could trigger an attack instinct in either of them, and they were only inches apart. Oscar is around three times the length of evil cat, four or five times the bulk and has the tom cat set of fangs and claws that are much tougher than evil cat's old lady version. And poor Oscar is feeling very under siege - the ginger gentleman has been attacking relentlessly and Oscar has been defending his territory with all his vigour. Things could go so badly.
Then Oscar ran away. Evil cat has obviously not lost all her mojo.
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