And we've met our first stinging insects today. The bumblebee was patient. She put up with a bit of wrestling and nosing, then escaped in an orderly fashion. The wasp won. After that, the fly-chasing was off for a bit to run inside for some chicken and to let the courage seep back. Not that he has that much. He's obviously not allergic and the sting didn't land anywhere sensitive just general muzzle, but seeing him teleport the chicken in his usual ravenous fashion was calming. We've since been out again to hang the washing, and the little flies in the lawn are still fair game. Anything bigger and he's advancing backwards at an undignified pace.
Now... how do I convey the thought that the big, beefy sea-gulls are bad news, not something one should chase, without blood-shed (Rover's or mine.)?

They're obviously birds, thus playthings/food.

Are there self-defence classes for felines? He's already quite good at the falling roll (head and front feet stop on toy, bum flies up and over) and I'm sure he'd be fetching in the gee and belt.
