I now have 25 yards of crochet (single chain) garden string*. The next stage, adding it to the old milk crate, may take place tomorrow. The milk crate is blue and the string is green, so there will be a colour clash until the string fades.
Today is a laundry and tidying up day. Oh, and a day of trying to persuade Bob not to attack Tasha. They have been "friends" or at least not fighting for over four years. Why has this started now?

Fortunately the fisticuffs do not last long. Tasha now spends more time indoors than she used to. Perhaps she will emigrate again to the end of the garden, in a few weeks.
* Can peeps please refrain from asking me how long is the piece of string.