“It’s all right! No need to traumatise the neighbours; their owner does that enough!”

Knives, it seems, are still ok- she has one out and is hacking away at her terrible pet.

“I’m terribly sorry about this! I usually have wards up, but it must have grown with the rest of the garden and gotten out of hand! You might-“

It lunges, leading her to dodge to the side.

“Ugh- you might want to keep an eye on your companion. Babas eat small creatures in the wild, and I don’t think it’s averse to trying cat.”