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Well. Trout decided to freak us out tonight by going all poofy-tailed and running from the living room window to the bedroom window and back.

I look outside, see nothing.

Trout starts to howl. Not demanding howl, but that rusty-ratchet defending-my-territory yowl. We're slightly concerned. Prowler? Ghost? Cat gone nuts?

And then we see a pair of kitty-ears perk up on the other side of the window. Which explained everything.

Trout howls and hisses. Minnow, daft wee thing that she is, can't see the Other Cat, and gets all defensive and bats at Trout. There is a brief kitty confrontation and circling. Trout stalks off and Minnow makes a strategic retreat to sit on a chair under the table. (Up and Under at the same time, she is wily in the ways of upness.)

Some of you may remember the (very small) saga of the Other Cat (former upstairs neighbours had a gray fluffy cat that came out on their balcony, and Trout would hiss at it from ours), and the incident with the Other-Other Cat (which showed up on our balcony and looked just like the Other Cat, to the point where we coralled it in the hall and called our neighbours, but it wasn't theirs after all). Trout does NOT like Other Cats in HIS outside.

We wait for the cats to calm down. Several minutes later, repeat the yowling. I go outside to shoo the Other Cat away. It is small and orange and the friendliest thing you've ever met. I pick it up and carry it to the front of the building. It refuses to be shooed and winds around my ankles the whole way back to our balcony.

We check the tags, find a phone number, and call. Kitty is indeed AWOL, so we scoop him up and stow him into the laundry room until his people can come retrieve him. (He paws his way out of the laundry room twice--the door doesn't latch--and yowls outside our door until one of us goes out to see him. Repeat ankle-winding, adorations, and insistence that this is so where he lives, and he needs to come inside. Um, no. Our cats are locked in the bedroom.)

Other Kitty's people just left. His name is Jack. He's only six months, and loves to escape roam but is too dumb to find his way home again. I'm glad we called them. I'm VERY glad our cats are in the house and only go out with supervision.

And when I went to let our guys out of the bedroom, they were both perched on the end of the bed in identical looming vulture poses. Very Fierce and Wild indeed. I will sleep soundly tonight knowing that no Other Cats will come and ferociously wind around my ankles with Trout on guard.

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Date: 2005-10-25 06:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] olympia-m.livejournal.com
awwwww-*purrs*

I love cat-adventures!!! :) :) You are so lucky to have Trout to defend you :)

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Date: 2005-10-28 04:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daemonluna.livejournal.com
He is a very wild and ferocious defender! He protects us from Other Cats, and similar dangers, like pens on the floor.

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Date: 2005-10-28 06:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] olympia-m.livejournal.com
what a brave cat!!!!!!

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Date: 2005-10-25 12:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mz-bstone.livejournal.com
We have the Damned Cat that comes around about once a month or so and bangs on our door and wants in, pissing off my Avenger mightily, because DC tries to pull the screen open and come in! No collar. No tag.

The first time he came he didn't leave and it was raining so after a few hours I boxed him up and took him to a no-kill shelter. After almost a week the owner and I finally found one another through the SPCA (the first call I'd made never got written down) and I returned him. Apparently he's some sort of expensive purebred, worth a thousand or so.

I'm thinking, maybe you shouldn't let him out.

By the third tine he'd come the owner said, don't call him, b/c the cat will come back on his own. Which apparently he does. I just think it's reprehensible that the DC is wandering the streets.

I'd bring him in and just keep him except the owner knows where I live, and I think the Avenger would go into a terminal snit. "They're my pet monkeys. G'way!"

B

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Date: 2005-10-28 04:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daemonluna.livejournal.com
Gah. Nothing like irresponsible pet owners. We had a supposed stray hanging around my parents' place for a while, and my mom had found a potential owner for him. First she sent him out with a note around his neck though, and then she got a call from neighbours in the next block.

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Date: 2005-10-25 02:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jetwolf.livejournal.com
Hee. This was too cute.

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Date: 2005-10-28 04:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daemonluna.livejournal.com
Oh, it was very cute. Especially the looming vulture kitties.

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