I’ve got a couple of little stories today, about some cats on attack!
A couple days ago we had the house opened up to enjoy the beautiful weather. It was roughly 11:30pm, and I was sitting here at my desk working on the computer. Ana and David were sound asleep, and I was starting to get a little tired.
All of a sudden, World War III breaks out in the adjacent room – I hear cats attacking each other, and I don’t mean play-fighting. I mean all-out, screaming at the top of their lungs, I’m going to kill you attacking. I jump up to find Ana’s cat Neo mid-air and tackling my cat Dozer in the open window. I then hear a third cat, out on the porch – I’ll refer to him as Mr. Instigator. I have to throw our cats apart, then sit between them growling/hissing/screaming at each other in the hallway. Ana wakes up and runs downstairs, at which point I tell her to grab Dozer and get him out of there. Neo keeps trying to get past me to attack him, but I was able to keep him at bay.
Completely insane, I’ve NEVER had them act like that. Neo growled anytime anyone got near him for hours. Dozer was freaked out and a little scared for the same amount of time. I kept him in our room over night with the door closed to prevent any further damage, but he wanted out bad. It got to the point where around 3:30am I had to take and walk him around the house to show him everything was a-OK. Neo was sure to keep his eye on him the entire time.
Upon further inspection of Dozer, he had Mr. Instigator’s white fur in his claw and a bit of a busted up claw on his back foot. Pretty impressive considering there was a screen (which he looks to have ripped through a little bit) between him and Mr. Instigator.
Later in the morning, I got the two cats together and they’re all fine – as if nothing at all happened. BUT, I had the window open, with both cats sitting my desk when I spotted Mr. Instigator outside again (along with a sidekick, and a dead mouse in his mouth). Luckily I was able to close the windows and shades before our cats spotted them again. GEEZ!
And on a completely unvicious, unrelated incident. David got a little scratch when playing with a family cat (Peanut, for those in the know..) yesterday. He just doesn’t quite know yet when the cats are done playing.
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