You're encouraging me, and this one truthfully isn't quite as funny as the other two ... remember I live in a part of the City where all the houses are row houses, and back yards aren't very deep, maybe 25 - 30 feet.
Another nice Summer day, we're walking home thru the alley about a block and a half away when a large beautifully marked brown tabby appears in his back yard and spots Sultan. In HIS alley! So he comes to the end of the walk, turns sidewise, puffs up and begins the before-the-cat-fight ritual caterwauling. Sultan, not the least intimidated joined right in, sidewise ,puffing and yowling. And here I am with what looks to be a REAL cat fight approaching, not a bluff, and no water bottle with me to break it up!! Aarrrgh! Akbar inches forward a bit and howls, Sultan inches forward a but and howls too. This goes on till they are getting rather close then ......... thank God ...... the house door opens and a guy pops put saying "Akbar, what is all this commotion about?" He sees what;s going on in an instant .... nervous me at the end of the lead of a very annoyed Aby facing his brown tabby!!. So, he came down the walk, shooed Akbar away, and we went home having saved face, just barely.
I might add that
I avoided that alley for quite some time .... too close to a real cat fight. But Sultan was ready to rumble......