So, my sister and I were walking our 5 month old pup, Cosmo, last night. He’s a standard poodle, cute, cute cute. We are about 1/2 block from our house and this cat comes out of a gangway and approaches us.
I have the dog so I start backing away with the dog and for every step back I take, the cat follows. I’m getting kinda freaked -it’s a larger than usual cat and it is really being aggressive - hissing and approaching.
After about 30 seconds of the backing away game, it lunges at our dog. The dog yelps and I try to get between the dog and cat. The cat continues to lunge and goes for me. I am screaming like an idiot and my sister is trying to shag the cat away from us.
The dog and I finally get a little breathing room, about three feet or so, and I start running with the dog. My sister is standing behind us. The cat is between her and me and the dog. She’s yelling at me “Run, run, don’t stop, keep running” The dog and I follow her commands like well trained animals should.
As the distance grows between the cat and me and the dog, I slow down a bit and watch my sister try to get past the cat. She walked into the street while the cat was chasing us and sucessfully navigates the abyss the cat has determined was his territory.
Our dog has two puncture wounds on his right front leg from the cat. The cat bit me in two different places. I was wearing jeans and he broke the skin through the jeans.
After the drama was over, of course we laughed a little. The cop who took the complaint laughed a little too - two grown women and a dog, terrorized by a twelve pound cat. My sister, doing her best Gandalf impression saying to the dog and me, “Fly, you fools!!”
Neither my sister or I have ever seen this cat before. We filed a police report so if we do see it again, we can report it.
So, off to the doctor for me this morning to see what he thinks of my wounds. Do you think they may just start rabies therapy?Then to the vet this evening so the dog can be looked at. His leg was still bloody this morning.
Way more drama than we bargined for in our own neighborhood on a Monday night.
The moral to the story, I dunno, but when I think of one, I’ll be sure to let you know.