I wasn't able to take a photo as I had one hand on the phone (a kitten case just came up).
Dinner was peaceful...totally and after finishing his meal, Willy went across the road.
But soon, from down the road, we sighted Mindy Gretchen walking up....
Willy stiffened, Mr Zurik watched closely and suddenly, Mindy Gretchen leapt onto the playground (where Willy had gone to) and gave chase.
Willy screamed.... and ran for his life!
Mindy won....hands down.
Hmm....a femme fatale, isn't she?
Willy was unharmed.
I did not want to interfere but I was watching closely. It's good that Willy can protect himself and flee for safety.
As Mindy walked back to her territory down the road, I thought I caught glimpse of....her scrotum? Yes, it was a pair of scrota alright, unless my eyes were playing tricks on me.
Oh...Mindy is actually male? Now, why did I think Mindy is the black-and-white spayed female at the pavilion?
Then, we must call her....Marcel, perhaps?
Vincent, Daffy & Rosie watched in the safety of our porch.
Willy soon came out from hiding under the car. He's okay.
Timmy was....being Timmy.
And we had a visit from Mr G!
Hello, how are you, Mr G?
The sweetest of 'em all - Ginger!