Nisha Meets Sammy

Nisha has gone into hunched-back and fat-tail mode as Sammy makes his way into her garden.

Nisha may be small but she is not afraid.  Of anything*.  I'm not sure I would call it aggression, perhaps over-eagerness.  But she flew at Sammy and Sammy skedaddled.  And Nisha knew the proprieties and stopped as soon as Sammy left her garden.

I hope they'll get on.  Much nicer than cats fighting.

It's Sunday.  No chance to panic buy anything today except maybe bread.  I'm sure some people did.

*Except the hoover.