My one cat hunts, kills, and partially eats crows, squirrels and full size rabbits. The raccoons even stopped coming around. Getting her into the cage to take her to the vet requires medicating her, my heaviest welding gloves, multiple layers of clothing, and a lot of courage.
I would love to see someone try and abduct her. I would really enjoy the show!
I had a Manx named Sylvester, like 22#'s of him
(
Colored like the cartoon cat Sylvester, black you could almost see lite stripes
in the black, with white feet & face, no tail)
I had way back in the 1980s, he was like that, one tough 'sob'
really strong too, I had him declawed in his front paws
he would tear **** up, curtains, towels, clothes & my couch (that pissed me off) etc.
he'd rabbit punch with his back feet & tear you up
if he didn't want to go...
He dominated the neighborhood...
I told people he was my 'attack cat'
I even put a warning sign up, warning people too...
they'd just laugh didn't believe it
He'd sit on the edge of the porch roof & jump down on my shoulders
when I'd come home from work or being gone, for pets & treats etc.
or peoples that didn't know he did that, it was sort of funny, with my friends
& 'really scary'
all at the same time, for some people...
He surprised the mailman or door to soor sales people
more than a few times
I was young in my 20's, he grew up in that house since 5 weeks old
he was there at that house when I moved, bought another bigger house
the new tenants/renters wanted him, he was friendly as hell
& he refused to leave, he kept going back to that house...
I moved some 5-6 miles across town
next to a huge greenbelt, lots of critters wildlife,
I figured he'd love it there, nope !!
I'd come & get him "again", he'd jump in my truck lifted 76 Power Wagon
he loved rides in my truck, scream like crazy, no other cat I had ever did that...
Then as soon, when he'd get out (he was always an outside cat)
we tried to get him acclimated to the new house, kept inside, with all kinds of toys
& a new cat castle/climbing tree, he just go back to the other house...
How the hell he made it without getting killed I don't know
lots of busy roads he had to cross, he'd go back "again" to the other old' house,
the new renters, they were good with it...
I missed the big guy
