There is an all white stray running around in the neighborhood. Since white cats seem to be preferred by people here, this one is lucky. He is fed by my neighbors to the point that now he thinks he is the king of cats.
He tried and failed to win over my cats. The other day I saw my Ashley and the stray punching each other under the front gate. It was funny because they were both lying on their sides and I could see the legs of the stray sticking in while Ashley was pawing and pushing them out. The stray ran off when he heard me laughing. The scene reminded me of two neighbors arguing on opposite sides of a common fence.
