I let the cats noodle around out front yesterday. Calla spent most of the time at the far end of the walkway sniffing at the plants.
Gus hangs out at the other end of the walk, nearer to the house. Soon he feels the call of dinner and goes in to entice me to give him food.
Sometimes they meet in the middle. Surprisingly, no fireworks!
She might have been a little shocked, though.