Attack of the Killer… Cat?

by Kara on December 2, 2009

I was walking Chiqui last night and checked my email on my phone. I had a wishlist notification from Bookmooch so I stopped for a moment to mooch the book. Just as I clicked the mooch button, a black cat shot out of the darkness and attacked Chiqui. I fumbled with my phone while I tried to pull her away from the cat, totally unprepared for the onslaught. I have never seen such an aggressive cat. I yelled at it to “get out of here” at the top of my lungs and it didn’t faze the cat a bit. Chiqui is a pit bull mix. The cat was, well, a cat. It wasn’t preternaturally large or anything. It was about a quarter of the size of my 60 pound dog. It was clearly defending its territory, because as soon as I wrestled Chiqui a bit further down the sidewalk, the cat stopped its mad pursuit (I was going to say dogged pursuit, but that would just be wrong). The whole thing was made creepier by the fact that it was evening, I wasn’t near a street lamp and it was a black cat. The house the cat was in front of was a long abandoned mess with an overgrown yard. In the gazillions of times we have walked past this house in the last five years, we have never seen the psycho cat.

It’s not the first time Chiqui has been attacked by a much smaller animal. Earlier this year, we were walking her when we saw a chihuahua, who was barking and straining at her leash to get at our dog. As we passed, said chihuahua pulled backward out of its collar and shot straight at Chiqui in attack mode. The little thing must have bitten poor bewildered Chiqui 10 times. Luckily the dog was so small that the bites didn’t break the skin. It was a bizarre sight – the dog was about the size of Chiqui’s head. Obviously, it wasn’t too smart or it wouldn’t have attacked a dog that could eat it in two bites. Throughout the attack, Chiqui just stood there looking surprised, as if she couldn’t believe this cheeky little midget was actually trying to take her on. The worst part is that when the owners finally got around to grabbing the chihuahua, they never apologized. They just stood there checking to make sure their dog was okay, although Chiqui never fought back. I told them they needed to get a harness for their dog, but they weren’t even paying any attention to us. They were just worrying about their precious little monster.

Poor Chiqui – always in the wrong place at the wrong time, it seems.

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Mary Ellen December 2, 2009 at 9:03 am

So, how did Chiqui react to the cat? She’s normally not much of a cat fan.

One thing I can now tell you with confidence about the cat community in our neighborhood is that it changes really often. Our cat has gone through at least a half dozen different friends and acquaintances in the last couple years.

Kara December 2, 2009 at 9:34 am

Chiqui did not enjoy the cat’s overtures. If I had let her, I am sure Chiqui would have eaten the cat. Most cats are smart enough to keep their distance from a big dog. Once a kitten chased us. It obviously wanted to play, but I don’t think it would have liked Chiqui’s style of play. I wish I could have seen that image from a distance – two adults and a pit bull running away from a tiny kitten.

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