Lee Palmer and his girlfriend, Teresa Barker, called 911 after their kitty Lux went on the attack Sunday. The drama began when the baby pulled their 4-year-old, part-Himalayan cat's tail, Palmer said.
Lux responded with his claws, and the child suffered a few scratches on the forehead.
On the 911 call, Palmer tells the dispatcher he kicked the cat "in the rear" to protect his child and the animal then "just went off over the edge."
Palmer and his girlfriend barricaded themselves, their baby and the family dog in the bedroom for safety. The cat can be heard screeching in the background of the call as Palmer says in a panicked voice: "He's charging us. He's at our bedroom door."
Palmer told the dispatcher the cat has been violent in the past, but apparently Lux had never done anything on this scale.
"I was scared, I'll be honest," Barker told USA today.
Officers used a dog snare to capture the animal, and placed it in a crate. The cat was screaming and attacking the door with probably just cause. But, I think I'd clear out of it's way too. Sometimes animals can be unpredictable, including those that are "domesticated." And it's also true that a physical problem can put a cat over the edge, so I'm glad that they're having their pet checked out.
Twenty years ago I offered to babysit my neighbours cat. The tabby had never shown any odd behaviour, and the only thing that came between us were my cat allergies. The first day was routine feeding the cat and petting it, and never did I suspect what was going to happen the next day.
The following morning when I walked in the cat did not greet me, instead it stalked me, and peeked at me from around door frames. He had known me for a good six months and knew I wasn't a cat burglar. I thought nothing of it and as I placed the food in kitty's dish something jumped me from behind and grabbed on to my bare legs for dear life. I can't tell you how long it took to ungrip that cat because it seemed like forever. When he finally let go rivers of blood poured out of puncture wounds that were swelling up on the backs of my legs.
The next day fear gripped me as I entered the apartment and there was no mistaking that kitty was aiming for a second round. But I had come prepared. I had brought with me a large empty flat moving box that I wore around me like protection armour. Needless to say the cat attacked me and the box with Olympic precision. The next day the cat owners came home and when they saw the ripped box they found it most amusing. For weeks it was at the top of their conversation list to anyone who would listen. After that day I wondered if there might be some very serious problems with the cat food industry to make some cats so unstable. But then again don't kick the cat, because the cat will come back.
Old National Film Board Cartoon "The Cat Came Back"