|when cats attack
||[May. 20th, 2001|11:43 am]
I awoke this morning to the sound of a screeching cat thwumping against glass.|
Both of my cats were staring intently out the glass doors in my bedroom. Clancy's tail was hella puffed out. On the patio, my favorite neighborhood kitty, who's little and white and very affectionate was crouched and growling. It periodically lunged at the door.