Meet my cat Orson, if you haven't already.
The other day, he and I were on my back porch. Suddenly, another black cat came out of nowhere and entered the back parking lot. Orson (on the right in the following three photos), his precious space invaded, bolted off the porch and approached the intruder.
He got even closer. I waited for the inevitable fireworks! Orson looked like a true predator, while the unwanted visitor just sat there patiently.
And just as suddenly as the other cat arrived, Orson evidently lost interest and plunked himself down! The other cat, apparently bored, turned around and calmly walked away.
I guess I should be proud of my little feline for choosing the route of pacifism. Or would that be "Cat-cifism?"
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