In a former life, my beloved Choo-Choo was a fighter and a dare devil. So enamored is he with the outdoors, that he recently jumped out of a window over 12 feet high to get outside. Plus, he also had a show down with another cat that entered his territory. He was successful in his defense but the situation was a little sad as the other cat looked like he just wanted a friend. But thinking Choo-Choo was being aggressive as the other cat was distracting him from his new hobby -- munching on grass. Goodness! I hope he's not addicted.
Showdown at Dusk
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I think Choo-choo perfected his attacking style from our house. Maggie was such a little wimp that Choo-Choo kept chasing her around the house when they were out together. Noone told Choo-choo that Maggie had claws and he didn't.
I'd agree with Toonces. :) I think Maggie "trained" Chooch to think of cats as chasing material. ;-) Apologies for the bad habit he picked up from us!