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31 August 2006

I used to leave my bathroom window open for my cats so they could come and go as they pleased. One night my friend Dan and I were hanging out, and I jumped off up the couch and yelled "HEY!!! WTF are you doing in my house!!!". Dan takes off running out the side door (coward), because he thought one of my exes must have let himself in the house and was going to kill him or something. What I saw was an anonymous cat saunter into the kitchen and jump up on the counter and start eating Tippy's food. My cats just looked at the anonymous cat like - Hey, pal - how's it going? Like they knew this cat and had invited him over for dinner and couldn't understand what I was so upset about. I haven't thought about that story in years.
posted by getoffmylawn 31 August | 17:09
This sounds like something my cat would be capable of if she ever got outside.

She loves me but is rather psychotic when it comes to other people.
posted by fluffy battle kitten 31 August | 17:15
Hey fluffy battle kitten, what is it again about pets taking after their owners? Heh.

Ditto on one of my cats too, though. He tends to attack people who come in the house -- especially my dad, who, after 12 years, still doesn't understand that the cat does NOT want to be his friend. Every time they visit, I remind him: "Dad, don't try to pet the cat." Next thing I know, my dad is trying to pet the cat, and then there's blood and fur everywhere.

posted by mudpuppie 31 August | 17:22
Suffering Succotash.
posted by Pips 31 August | 17:33
I was once cornered in my barn by a feral cat. It was damned scary. The sucker started stalking me and would not back off. I picked up a piece of wood to fend it off and back out of there as fast as I could. I never took my eyes off him and he kept trying to get where he could rush me.

I had four kittens at the time. I wasn't going to take any chances, so when the feral cat reappeared and was stalking one of the kittens, I blew it in two with a .30-30. One scary damn cat.

Not quite as scary as feral dogs, though. Back in 1970, when the Zodiac killer was running amok in the Bay Area, there were two kids killed in the hills above Palo Alto. The initial autopsy report said it way murder and they were hacked up with knives. The cops decided it was a Zodiac killing.

One of my dad's friends, a veterinarian with forensic experience, got called in for a second autopsy. Evidently, somebody on the first autopsy had second thoughts.

He showed that it wasn't knives. The kids had been torn apart by dogs. The went looking for the dogs in the area where the bodies were found and located a pack of a dozen feral dogs. RIP dog pack. They were pets that went bad.
posted by warbaby 31 August | 21:57
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