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    Just a couple minutes ago when I was walking them, J.J is smelling under a bush when he zooms in and does the "It's a cat!" yap. I see the flash of white and I pull them both back. The cat, instead of running away like most cats, stands his ground and comes flying out of the bush claws extended and catches Sally in the face first. Both dogs are throwing an unholy fit of barking and the cat attacks again. I'm standing there trying to pull the dogs away, wondering what I should do when a couple guys passing by beep their horn. The cat hunches up and then runs away. Guys ask me if we're all right and I say "Yes, I don't know what the hell was up with that cat though!"

    The end result is that Sally got injured, she had a small cut on her snout. I cleaned it with some alcohol and applied my styptic pencil to stop the bleeding. She HATED them both and did her best to struggle away from me. But she's ok now.

    J.J must've terrified that cat, but still, when he encounters most cats they take off running. It's not the first time Sally got zapped on her nose, either.

    If we encounter that cat or any cat again, what would be a good idea to get it to stop attacking. I should've chucked my sandal at it or clapped or hissed or something but it all happened so fast...
    Success is not final, failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts.-Winston Churchill

  • #2
    Spray bottle works, though it can't be a perment fixed. Cats don't understand punishment. If you spray them, they'll just see you as a bigger, stronger predetor.


    On the other side:

    Reminds me of when my own cat attacked a beagle. It was my sister's girlfriend dog, and she brought it over during christmas. Well Thelma did NOT like her home being invaded, and spent the day hissing and growing at poor dog. The dog tried to ignore it, but when he got to close to Thelma, Thelma slashed him good across the nose and drew first blood.

    Thus our little family joke of Thelma drew first blood.

    Later that day, Thelma managed to corner that dog in a hallway without us knowing. Ma went to bathroom, and when she was walking back to livingroom, THe dog ran to keep on one side of her, while thelma was running along the other side yelling and hissing. Pretty funny to witness.

    However, we all took pictures of the moment they teamed up. They teamed up by having the dog stand against my bookshelf, Thelma ran up him and jumped higher, she knocked off my jerky bag, jumped down, and they both tore the bag open and ate together.
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    • #3
      it may be "just a scratch"-but get your dog to the vet pronto! Cats are now the number one domesticated carrier of Rabies-and if it was a feral cat=no shots.....
      Honestly.... the image of that in my head made me go "AWESOME!"..... and then I remembered I am terribly strange.-Red dazes

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      • #4
        That cat might be like my old Siamese. He ruled the neighborhood.

        There was a massive golden retriever whose owner was friends with my family and brought him to work across the street from the house. When I say massive, I mean that his shoulders were almost waist height on me (at 5' 8" )

        I saw him one day and called him over. The dog got about halfway over to the yard when he stopped dead in his tracks. He looked over my shoulder, whined, tucked tail, and ran back to crawl under the porch across the street.

        I turned around to find out what scared him (thinking maybe a bear was about to eat me) and there was my 4 pound Siamese staring at the dog and looking pretty damned smug.

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        • #5
          A friend of ours had a cat - appropriately named 'Grendel' who would actually ride dogs, a la Heathcliff. Some cats just don't fear dogs, at all.

          As for how to stop the cat next time? Usually, if you just stomp the ground nearby, that'll do it - like Plaid says, they see us as bigger, stronger predators. Make sure that cat knows it's infringing on your territory, and it'll usually back off.
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          • #6
            Sounds like our old cat, Cleo. First time my mom took her outside, she went in the front yard. Out of nowhere, this full grown german shepherd wanders in, and starts sniffing around the cat. Easily outweighed 20 to 1, she decides to nail the dog across the nose and chase it half a block down the street. We stopped worrying about her going outside after that.
            Something kind of sad about the way that things have come to be.
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            • #7
              My mother used to tell me the story of her two cats. The driveway to the house she lived in was on a slight hill. One of her cats would lay right at the top of the drive and wait. The other would be on top of the fence in the back yard (the back was fenced on three sides). The cat on the drive would make sure any passing dog would see him then take off running into the back yard. The dog would follow and when it passed the second cat would drop down behind him. They would then work the dog into a corner and beat the snot out if it. This was a regular game for them. The neighborhood dogs got to where they would not walk directly in front of her house. They would cross over and hug the front of the house across the road to pass. Now mind you Pinky (cat #2) weighed around 22 lbs and was not fat. The other was around 18 lbs. I would have loved to have seen the cats but this was long before I was born. I did see one picture of Pinky. He was a large ginger cat that when laying on the sofa took up two thirds of it.


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              • #8
                When I was little we had a 3-legged tom cat that not only terrified dogs, but could scare off grown men. Of course, this cat liked to hunt down grown rabbits for fun. But, he kept the mice in check, at least. (That along with the Gertrude, the king snake that lived in one of Dad's sheds).
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                • #9
                  Onyx is the king of my the barn cat crowd.
                  He won't take sh!t from any dog or coyote.
                  I've watched him chase the neighbors Malamute, the other neighbors Chow and some of the local coyotes out of our yard.

                  Last check up Onyx was 12 pounds and it's all muscle.

                  When my SIL brought her Chihuahua over, we had to hide him (the Chi) in the house and make him use potty pads. I was afraid to take him outside to pee, Onyx is three times his size.

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                  • #10
                    We've always had both cats and dogs, so our kitties never terrorized other puppies, just - *sigh*

                    Squeekers Ninja Kitty would lay on the stairs and wait for Tristan to fall asleep in front of the tv (kept under the stairs) and then she would DIVE BOMB him - and begin the game of grab-@$$;

                    Razzmatazz - w/ Pinto (what its what he looked like - a pinto bean) she would sit in the seat of a chair, and flick her tail at him, until he almost got it, then she'd move to the arm, and he would jump for her, then she'd move to the back of the chair, and when she was done, she'd move to the back of the couch and curl up; I don't really remember her playing with the other dogs, but when Harley would try to play, she'd swat at him, and it always looked like she was trying to eat his eye - but she'd hold onto his head w/ her paws.

                    Razz - TAUNTED grackles - mean birds,

                    Razz and Squeeks would taunt Blue Jays - Squeeks would walk along the back fence and wait for the BlueJays to swoop at her, and then she'd lay down, causing them to swoop lower, then she would spring up, catch one, and complete her back flip into the back yard - Lunch!
                    Razz was bad about bringing the Jays into the HOUSE, doves too! (still alive!)

                    Yes, Razz was Squeeks mother, why do you ask?
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                    • #11
                      Quoth ralerin View Post
                      Just a couple minutes ago when I was walking them, J.J is smelling under a bush when he zooms in and does the "It's a cat!" yap. I see the flash of white and I pull them both back. The cat, instead of running away like most cats, stands his ground and comes flying out of the bush claws extended and catches Sally in the face first. Both dogs are throwing an unholy fit of barking and the cat attacks again. I'm standing there trying to pull the dogs away, wondering what I should do when a couple guys passing by beep their horn. The cat hunches up and then runs away. Guys ask me if we're all right and I say "Yes, I don't know what the hell was up with that cat though!"

                      The end result is that Sally got injured, she had a small cut on her snout. I cleaned it with some alcohol and applied my styptic pencil to stop the bleeding. She HATED them both and did her best to struggle away from me. But she's ok now.

                      J.J must've terrified that cat, but still, when he encounters most cats they take off running. It's not the first time Sally got zapped on her nose, either.

                      If we encounter that cat or any cat again, what would be a good idea to get it to stop attacking. I should've chucked my sandal at it or clapped or hissed or something but it all happened so fast...
                      That cat may have had a kitten or kittens hidden inside the bush and she was defending them. I can remember seeing my cat Puff [hey I got her when I was 5 years old, give me a break! =)] stand off 2 full adult german shepherds standing just in the slightly opened woodshed doorway. Those dogs noses were hamburger by the time the owners ran up and dragged them away [and putt didnt have a mark on her]
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                      • #12
                        That's what I was thinking, too. Or just that J.J terrified the shit out of that cat. It's happened before but he didn't get zapped.

                        I don't know if it was deliberate more like him going "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT IT'S A REAL CAT OH MY DOG!"
                        Success is not final, failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts.-Winston Churchill

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                        • #13
                          If I act aggressive towards our cat, stomp, even going at it aggressively it takes off. Also if I lock eyes with her and stare she usually backs down.

                          Don't think I'm being mean, the cat likes to go after our bunnies. She doesn't hurt them but I don't think she realizes that she like to play much rougher then they do. Whats funny is that the bunnies are bigger then she is and from when I've seen them fight they could probably beat her up if they tried.

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