Technical Primates -
attjack - I had to fight the neighbor's cat.
Was it a matter of honor?
It was in fact a matter of honor. He killed my father, Domingo Montoya... no wait.
He was fucking with 16 year old dog. Dog had him cornered on the deck railing, but the cat was holding his ground. So I figured I would bring the dog in and shoo him away. But he still held his ground. I tried to bluff him with a deck chair, but he called the bluff.
So I fetched a water bottle and sprayed him in the face and he hissed! So I sprayed the fuck out of him and he fell back into the bamboo, but still held on! Again, and again, I sprayed his ass and he tumbled, caught up in the bamboo, hissing and pissed and hell! Finally he was holding on to the floor level of the deck hanging off the edge (it's about 9 feet off the ground) and he was still hissing so I couldn't let him have the moral victory. I pulled the trigger again and his last claw lost its grip and he was gone and suddenly as he had appeared.
His name is Cleetus and he was a worthy adversary.