This morning i saw cat behind the pub that i had never seen before. He/she was all manky, dirty and abit skinny so i gave him/her some tuna and a little stroke because he was a cute little thing and went to ask the locals if anyone knew who she belonged to. I did secretly hope that if 'it' was a stray i could keep it (i can dream).
I went about my buisness, went back outside and it was still there, streched out over the decking looking very sweet and lovely. Aww, i thought! About 10 minutes later Mason started barking outside the kitchen door. On investigation i found the cat sat on the kitchen worktop. Under no circumstance is mason allowed in the kitchen and was totally confused as to why the cat was!! Hehe the look on his face was a picture.
I then shooed the cat out and as Mason had never seen a cat up close before, i took him outside to meet him expecting the cat to run a mile. The Cat then jumped, claws out at mason's face! hissing and screaming! Poor Boy, ran a mile, with the cat chasing him down the alley. It was horrid. I picked the cat up by the scruff to stop him and he started purring again! Horrid little creature, mason was terrified! I have never seen a cat chase a dog with such feroicity :( Mase isnt small (med lab size) and i dont think he will want to play with one again!

That's not evil and twofaced, that's a cat not used to dogs and therefore scared of them!!

That's a cat acting to protect itself from what it sees as a threat (probably explains why it was on the worktop not the floor in the kitchen). At a guess it had followed you back because it thought you were friendly and being kind to it - some cats would have had you for picking them up by the scruff, not purred!! Our cat used to see off dogs as she saw them as a threat - but then other people's dogs had no business being in our back garden! ;-) She once met my GSP - she lived at my mother's, and we always kept cat and dog separate when I visited since she hated dogs and my mother was afraid he would injure her (28kg vs 2.8kg at the time). One day I forgot to lock the door between, got back from a walk, and the cat was in the house sitting on the bottom step. She launched herself at him - he just stood and shook!! My fault - but her just defending herself and her territory from a threat. Was actually quite impressive considering the size difference, and the fact she was 13 yrs old with not a tooth left in her head!! :-)

Gosh that makes me sound so cruel. Only way i could get him away from Mason (backed into end of alley) was to pick him up like that. It made me smile more than anything because i have never seen a cat react like that before. Mason didnt approach him first the cat launched attack before he was fully out of the door. Chased him for a good 5 minutes! I have now found out that he is actually a she called Rebel. 20 years old and a history of dog related violence. :) her owners moved out and left her behind about 5 years ago so she has no real 'home' just flits between neighbours, poor thing. Evil & two faced meant to be more humourous than offensive :)

> Gosh that makes me sound so cruel.

No, not at all. I would have done the same in your position if it was the only way I could protect my dog - I just didn't want you thinking the cat was unpleasant, as a cat that purrs when picked up by the scruff must be very human friendly!! :-) In the situation I was in I still had my GSP on lead, and managed to get one outside the front door and one inside it!! Think from memory, got the GSP outside, tied him by his lead to the rail outside the front door, went in and moved cat, then took him back in!!

Sounds like a sweet cat - but maybe not one to have if you've got dogs. :-) It is easy to get the wrong end of the stick when it's the written word. :-)

> her owners moved out and left her behind about 5 years ago so she has no real 'home

aw poor cat! but even bigger awww poor mason!

> Mase isnt small (med lab size) and i dont think he will want to play with one again!

LOL, never enderestimate the ferocity & courage of a cat. My Mastiff knows not to wind up our tiny moggy.

My mum had a rescue cat that was like a silent assassin.She looked so soft and cuddly and so quiet and peaceful.Half the family still bear the scars 20 years later,of thinking she would like to be stroked.The half that aren't scarred by her are the half who have the most sense!:)

> She looked so soft and cuddly and so quiet and peaceful.Half the family still bear the scars 20 years later,of thinking she would like to be stroked.The half that aren't scarred by her are the half who have the most sense!:-)

LOL, my little moggy looks so pretty, she'll sit there looking at you with an adoring expresion, those who fall for it and stroke her soon regret it as she launces into an attack of biting & scratching, complete with screaming sounds & hisses We've had her from a kitten, & she was very loving then, I don't know whay she's turned out like this :( She'll curl up on my lap, purring and 'kneading' my leg but I daren't touch her while she's there!
I am so glad I'm not the only with with a cat like this!

> My mum had a rescue cat that was like a silent assassin.She looked so soft and cuddly and so quiet and peaceful.Half the family still bear the scars 20 years later,of thinking she would like to be stroked.

funny, that sounds just like our Wren was. she was a feral kitten we got from CPL and she never mellowed. she lived in the garden most of the time and would attack you when you took the washing out.

Honestly,I think someone's cloned Fliss and sent the clones out to make people fall for them and then when you least expect it-yikes,it's that cat again!!!

Its not a black cat is it Mastifflover? We have had two black cats, one was the sweetest cat ever, the other was the moggy from h*ll - one minute purring the next scraping her -claws down your arm whilst spitting and hissing :-o . I heard somewhere, possibly on here, that this is fairly typical of black cats! :-o Our half feral moggy is a tabby and although he makes lots of noise, hissing etc, he has never once bitten or scratched me in 10 years.

As a child we had a coal black moggy called Snowy,because we found him as a kitten in a pile of snow that had fallen off the roof.He was a wonderful big cuddly boy,but as tough as old boots.We lived right next to a dock wall,where ther was a docks railway line.He must have been on the track when a train went past,as he came home one day with his tail almost cut in half and hanging off.He didn't turn a hair,as they say,and dad sterilised a pair of scissors in a pan of boiling water and cut the half of the tail which was hanging there.In the morning he went to the vet where he had a little plaster cast put on,but as it was easy for him to shake off,he went to the vets twice more for replacements before we let him have his way and do without.The thing about Bobo,as i called him wasthat when my dad died,Bobo went away and didn't return for two years.When he did come back,he just looked in the window into the living room as though he wanted to see we were all o k.I jumed up and ran outside when i saw him,but he just stayed on the top of the yard wall and walked away.We never saw him again.I still think about him though,i used to put a bonnet and a dolls cardi on him and walk him round in my dolls pram.

Tortoiseshells have a reputation for being a little .... errr.... Norty!! Had one next door, a tortie and white that was the loveliest cat - well Dorain didn't think so cos she came in and sat under the table and hissed at him :-D - but my grandfather had a tortie that was the most unpleasant cat I have ever known. I was terrified of it when I was young - I can remember sitting on the sofa not daring to move a muscle when I was about 3, as I heard her sharpening her claws on the back of it.... :-o Picassa, she was called... fat cat.... and she lived to be 19!!

I bought a kitten when I was a teenager and decided she needed a posh name as she looked like a very sophistcated puss to me. But she was also very stroppy. She would purr and let you stroke her for so long and then beat you up. All the dogs in the neighbourhood were wary of her.  She was only tiny but determined. After all this time I can't remember what I wanted to call her as her name very quickly became Monster and stayed Monster all her life.
Visitors would laugh a the tiny cat with a name like Monster but soon realised how apt it was

> Its not a black cat is it Mastifflover?

No, she's about 60% white, with a black & brown 'saddle', dark tail, dark ontop of her head & over 1 eye (phantom of the opera mask!).

Ah just stroppy then - not a strange black cat :-D

Some of these posts remind me of my cat :-) she is so fiesty! she likes people stroking her then all of a sudden she will attack you! she hasnt done it to me in about 7 years but she gets everyone else! when sombody knocks at the door she runs to it with the dogs. She has even bitten people coming into the garden! she hides in the bushes then grabs them by the leg!
I wouldnt have her any other way though, she really is one in a million :-)