As a street performer, safety is always an issue. As a female street performer, this is even more true. Simple awareness can go a long way, and the ability to set appropriate boundaries is of paramount importance.
However, there are some scenarios for which one can never really be prepared, and some can occur within the supposed safety of one's own home.
It is not every day that a person is in her living room, innocently playing through "Fisher's Hornpipe", when she suddenly finds a small tortoiseshell cat hanging from the seat of her pants, crying plaintively, as though a little kitty heart is rent asunder.
This could happen to you!*
*provided you live with a small tortoiseshell cat whose itty bitty kitty brain tends to short-circuit at the sound of live music