I’d be thrilled to have something like that happen. Thrilled and armed. I like wild animals but I’m no fool.
When I lived in Eastern Oregon there were cougars around enough that I recall one having to be shot out of a tree in front of the local grade school one winter.
I’d look at the cat, next time he does something you don’t like, and ask, “Do I have to get my big friend to pay another visit? Next time, you’re going OUTSIDE!”
What woud I do?, I´d quickly gather my family and pets, head to the kitchen door, slam it open and… shove them out so the cougar will have something to play with while I run away screaming like a little girl.