Perhaps you remember my neighbor's cat, Skittles? She's always sleeping in my yard, driveway, back porch, front porch or car. She wouldn't be a bother at all if she wasn't completely deaf. You have to actually physically touch her with something and scare the shit out of her to get her out of the way of your vehicle.
Just today I was watering my garden and she shot out of the flowers like a rocket because I sprayed her with the hose while she was napping.
Since Skittles is oblivious to everything around her, she has no idea when Picasso is en route to "play" with her. "Play" is interchangeable with "maul" in that sentence.
A few days ago Picasso was going nuts at the backdoor. Our backdoor has a full length pane of glass in it so it's just the right height for Picasso to see out of. Sure enough, Skittles was asleep on my patio furniture: not giving a shit that a dog was barking his smashed little head off at her. 10 minutes later Picasso was still barking, so I got up to check out the situation and Skittles was awake (shocking) and peering through the glass back at Picasso.
Skittles and Picasso fought through the window for at least 10 minutes. It was absolutely hilarious. Skittles was holding her ground. In fact, had there not been glass keeping them apart, I'd put money on Skittles whooping Picasso's ass. After a while, she got bored in pure cat fashion and sauntered deafly away.
Skittles 1: Picasso 0.
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