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Sorry, I should probably add that the pictures I posted earlier are what happened to my cat after he confronted an Enemy Cat.
He's used to it by now, cats that sneak in through the cat flap and steal his food. There's been so many over the years. He used to be right on it, out the door in a flash. He's older now, he waits and waits. Finally, with a resigned sigh, he has to do something about it.
There's only so much a cat can take, after all.
Inevitably, he comes back with an injury of some sort (sporting some nice HEAD BITES up thread) but also, we never see that Enemy Cat again... I think one of them may well have been this big ginger fucker of which Velvet Vandal speaks, I'm pretty sure I thought it was some sort of Tiger. Still, a lost tooth or so later, and he wasn't to be seen again... they never come back.
Although, has anyone ever confronted this notion that might BLOW YOUR MIND? What if your cat is off being an Enemy Cat to someone else? It's cat warfare out there, I tell ya! |
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