Well the other night I was sleeping on the couch because "The Man" was snoring up a storm. I had just gotten relaxed and ready to drop off when it starts.....
The hissing and the low growling. It keeps up for about a minute and then the worst cat-fight I have ever heard begins. I am done listening and want these mangy animals off my deck and away from my open window!!!
Determined to do away with this menace, I run out onto our deck in my PJ's, with a pot and wooden spoon and descend on these frenzied animals. Now at this moment what I would have given to be a neighbor watching me come out of my house, crazed and ready to do battle with fighting stray cats. In the end I won, I scared off the cats to the front of the house where they resumed their fight, but out of range of my open window.
I admit that I do not like cats, we had several when I was growing up, every time I wanted to pet them I got scratched so I just do not trust them.
Give me a dog any day..........and we just might soon - "The Man's" resistance is waining.