Oh, the glorious outdoors! There was a fence around the area, but Silky didn’t really care. She was outside. Outside. Then she realised where she was. Somehow, she’d managed to find her way to the dog garden. Upon realising this, she puffed up all of her fur and held her tail higher than normal. Silky was not afraid of dogs. She just hated them. Her face was contorted with rage that you might think was impossible to contain in such a small, shy little cat. Despite the fact that her posture and body language were meant to scare off her enemy, the sight was not particularly intimidating. She began hissing and spitting, sending out her challenge to all of the dogs, even though some were three or four times her size.
