I was instructed by my Dad (as on many occasions) to get the smaller of the two cats inside, and so I went upstairs and looked down from the balcony thinking it was the smaller cat. I was VERY mistaken. I looked down with my flash light, and it was a massive raccoon. I made noises to get it away, but instead it insisted on trying to get into our house so I went back inside to look for little pebbles to throw at it. After locating some, and beginning to throw them at it - he walked towards it rather than away from them. I threw them to lead him away as I was confused as to what he was thinking or doing only to see him stop, pick up a tiny rock, and stick it in his mouth and chew it before spitting it out and then moving back towards the glass window below.
Moments later, he moved towards the steps and what I see is my larger of the two cats hissing. The dumbass seemed to sneak outside while I was looking for pebbles, so I made loud noises and stomped to scare the raccoon away only to see my fat cat chase after the raccoon and hiss at it some more from within a foot of the raccoon this time as if taunting it. I went around the corner, and tried to grab the cat quickly but the raccoon swiped at my cat and my cat ran back a bit but still made hissing noises. My dad comes out and says "Grab the damn cat!" Yeah..no.
After a moment, my dad got a Vuvuzeula and blew it as loud as he could while everyone was asleep and kept going until he chased it over the fence.
This is my message about bravery of my stupid fat cat. I thought I would share this hilarity and stupidity with you all.
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