Showdown at the OK Corral

It started out as a nice morning. Not to warm yet, everything was quiet. Since I'm not going in to town today I let Creepy go outside. She loves it out there. I left the back door open and pulled the sliding screen closed so I could hear her if she wanted in for a snack. So I'm here at the computer, drinking my coffee, checking email and reading blogs. The Creeps was hanging out on the porch. Yep, all quiet and peaceful for about twenty minutes.

Grrrrrrrr. Yeeeooooowwwwwwww. Grrrrrrrrrrrr.

I'm far too familiar with those sounds. It meant we had an intruder. Our sacred space and peaceful morning had been violated. Buddy had come to call. As far as Creepy is concerned, Buddy is not a welcome guest.

"Hey! You're in my space fur face. I'm startin' to get fuzzed over here!
Don'tcha' dare come any closer!"

"I will kill you with my death ray eyes!"

"What???"

"Sheesh! I'm just layin' here. I swear! I ain't doin' nuthin'!"

"I reign surpreme!"

The stand off lasted about half an hour. Creepy holding down the porch railing, emitting threatening growls and hissing. The nemesis, Buddy, wallowed around in the gravel, occasionally looking at Creepy as if she'd completely flipped her lid. I guess he got tired of the negative energy and wandered off to find a more congenial place to hang.