About ten years ago, when I lived at another house, with a couple of cats and the woman they owned, the younger cat, Cassie, discovered that the lilac out back contained a Hummer nest. She went after them. Bad move.

I was reading a newspaper and I heard Cassie yowling. I knew that yowl and I knew she was in trouble. I sprang to the deck and saw her hugging grass under the lilac. And, I saw the beasts attacking her. They were savage and viciously unrelenting! Two of them, flying in alternating figure 8 patterns... as one would attract Cassie to it's flight, the other would swoop in and NAIL her in the back of the head with it's Beak Of Death.

I steeled myself and entered the bloody fray. I deftly scooped up the twelve pound cat and brought her in the house, whereupon, I washed the blood from the back of her head and applied some HP to make sure the wounds did not get infected. When I put her on the kitchen floor and opened the back door, she went down to the basement instead. Good move.