There's a big ole tom that hangs around, he's sweet with people, but attacks other cats. He's even snuck into my house when someone opened the door and attacked my cat, who we adopted around Easter. She was skitzy when we first got her, now whenever that tom is outside, she hisses and spits and attacks anything that comes near her, even us.
Well, I get woken up around 4:30am by a cat fight right outside my window.
I get up to chase them away, don't see them out front, but now I can here them out back.
Luckily, I had put shorts on, cause I look out back and this tom has a white cat (
my cat? can't be, she just woke me an hour ago by walking on my back, so I
know she's in the house) cornered on my pool deck.
I go out and OH NO! It is my cat! She jumps off the deck and squeezes under the lattice to get under the deck and he is in fast pursuit and he's got her down.
I grabbed the closest thing to me, my trellis, and I'm poking it under the deck trying to get him away from her, all the while, he's growling and she's hissing and spitting. Claws and fur are flying.
She takes off and runs around the house and under a bush, and he's got her again. This time I ran in the house and got a broom and was able to chase him away.
My poor Elly is cowered under the bush hissing and spitting and growling, all wet from the dew.
It took me 20 minutes and a peice of string to get her to creep out. Now, I know this cat well enough, not to try and touch her or I'd get my face torn off.
I have the front door open telling her in my most soothing voice that it's ok, just go in the house. Instead she's hissing growling and lashing out and starts creeping down the driveway.
I finally go get a heavy blanket and throw it on top of her so I could pick her up without ending up in the emergency room shredded to pieces.
Whew, she's in the house, I don't see blood, mine or hers, but quite a bit more skitzy than ever, still growling and hissing.
I'm huffing and puffing and by this time, limping to the coffee pot. I'm too old for this. lol
An hour after it started, I'm finally getting my first cup of coffee.
Then, I think, how did she get out?? I check all the screens down stairs, they're in tact. I go upstairs, and Oh my goodness!!!! One of the screens on the second floor is bent out, the clip is broken and there is white cat hair on it.
Oh my poor girl must have fallen out the window then gotten attacked by the tom....Thank goodness she's fixed, not hurt but the poor thing, I think she'll be in a permanant state of skitzoid.
Thanks for reading, I need something stronger than coffee, it's 5:00 somewhere.
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I can totally relate to what your going through. I used to have a stray tom that used to come around the house and attack my male cat. My male was fixed but it didnt matter to this tom cat. he was there to claim the territory as his own. This Tom would chase my poor guy up the deck stairs.. chasing him and attacking my guy. I felt so bad for Buster, he was and still is a timid cat. There was nothing I could do. Now that I have moved from that place.. my boy is much happier.
. I'm glad nothing serious happened to her! And that Tom cat ... is he some stray or some household cat being let outside?
. Thanks so much for the pictures! She has such beautiful green eyes! 
, and also very sorry about your mom passing away. I think I'd have to say about that something similar I said to voiceless Kat in this thread: 
What a morning!!!
