No, he was always gentle with me. He was mostly an outside cat and I had to brush the burs out of his fur before we let him in the house. The neighbors liked him, no gofer lasted in his territory. When he figured out we weren't going to eat what he brought home he would leave just the heads in the center of the door mat facing the door like trophies. I had a bit of a struggle teaching him to leave our koi alone. When it froze he liked to get on the ice and watch them though. Think he was about the best cat I've ever had.
Nakia finally braved going outside last night, and again this morning. She looked like she was going to jump on the fence last night - a bid for freedom? She went half way up the garden this morning, then walked on the wet grass and legged it in the house shaking her wet paws Sent from my BND-L21 using Tapatalk