This morning, mum heard a crash in the bushes at the front of the house, besides her bedroom. When she checked she had her keys, she popped her head outside and found me with the cat from number 6 (we live at number 10), and we were playing together.
When we lived at number 2, we were friends, so mum is pleased that we are getting along well again, and I have a friend in the neighbourhood to hang with. Mum isn't sure if my friend is a boy or a girl, or what her/his name is. We know that this cutie is young, as he/she was a little kitten only about 6 months ago.