Wolf/Tony, he is felina non grata today. These chaps were less than impressed - Mr BM has since laughed about it although he wasn't too pleased at the time (he said he could tell I was dying inside as I was trying to gently coax ASBO to me rather than into killing mode - normally I'd scream like a banshee and get the hosepipe). Everything was perfect, just sodding perfect (as I had planned it) then enter, stage left, ASBO. What a little Sugar.
Still, irrespective of my very badly behaved cat, the deal got done.
Strangely, ASBO's proper name is that of the Royal baby. That made me laugh.