My brother, Brad, lives in Phoenix, Arizona, a place I was able to visit for quite a short period on my way home from Indiana. His street has a little crowd of feral kitties living nearby… this is one of them, who camped out in the middle of the road when we were pulling in and decided not to move when the car approached. But ran away from me when I got within twenty yards. Go figure.
Staring fixedly at me. I was literally 15 to 20 yards away. The car didn’t get his attention when it was ten feet away.
When I got ten yards away he got up and sauntered off.
And then sat down in someone’s driveway and watched me to make sure I wasn’t going to get any closer. Silly cat.