Have you ever been affraid of a cat or had a cat that others were affraid of?

yes-i have a black cat i inheirited from my uncle that was absolutely hell on wheels when he arrived here.he had my other 4 cats on the run and a couple members of my family,too. i think it was just because he was scared,and couldn't figure out where my uncle went (he passed away),and in a strange place. after about 6 months of affection,catnip and constant petting,he finally calmed down. the one cat of mine still gives him a wide berth,though.

My boyfriend at the time and I were walking down the street.This cat came out of nowhere and clung to his leg and started biting him.It was horrible.The owners came out and grabbed the cat.They also paid for hospital bills.Cats can be mean sometimes.But I have never had a bad cat.

I have to agree with the first poster...cats don't act like this unless they have a reason! Perhaps a woman was mean to her. I know some people that are scared of cats and I am slightly suspicious of these people - although usually if they spend time around cats they change their minds about them. Anyone who is mean to animals has something wrong with them.

Its such a shame that Precious was like this to you and your daughter and any other females yet didn't react that way to male cats. I just can't help thinking that there must have been some kind of abuse in her kitten days, that made her react that way, and must have been from females...thus she continued to associate any kind of abuse to all females. I've had cats all my life, and never had any "monsters"..only way I can put it. All of my cats have been fairly even-tempered. I hope you don't judge all cats by the behavior of this one...Precious' behavior was just a weird extreme example and sorry you had to go through that

I've never been afraid of a cats because I think they can't hurt people unless if you make something bad to them. I think your cat,Precious , behave like that maybe because she was traumatized when she was kitty.

I've never been frightened of cats and none of my cats were frightening to others (with the exception of my cat Crookshanks, but he was only mean to one person). I found Crookshanks when he was a small kitten, he had to have just been weaned. Someone dumped him out in front of my home, and I heard him out in the neighboring yard (before the neighbors built their house there). I heard him for days and searched for him and finally found him there three days after I had first heard him mewing. He latched onto me quickly and thought of me as his Mommy. He was so very loving and was stuck to me like glue. He got along with EVERYONE, except my daughter. He didn't start out that way. She would pull his tail and push him around and was quite mean to him. So, he got to where he would attack my daughter's ankles when she'd go anywhere near him. When he'd hear her coming, he jump off of my lap and go to the sofa to wait for her to come around the edge of it, then he'd pounce on her. My daughter was old enough to know better than to mistreat an animal. It got so bad that she'd walk around the house afraid of every little sound, just knowing he'd jump out at her and attack her. I don't count this incident as "having a cat that others were afraid of", because he was merely responding to his OWN fear of my daughter. I had to give him away because I couldn't have him and my daughter at constant odds. I cried for days when I had to part with him. My step-father, before he married my mother, had two Siamese cats. They reminded me of the evil Siamese cats that were in the movie "The Lady and the Tramp". My step-father called them "attack cats" because whenever ANYONE would walk into his house, the cats would immediately go for the person's throat! They were very calm with my step-father, they just hated strangers. He did keep them around for a long time because he figured that if anyone ever broke into his house, the cats would take care of them. But, after some time, he realized that he couldn't always make sure they were secured in a bedroom before people would be able to visit. I was the only one, aside from my step-father, that the cats would warm up to. But, I've always had a way with animals. I've never had trouble with animals who others thought were mean.

I have never been afraid of cats. But I did have a cat one time that acted like my attack dog. Instead of a cat. I took this cat in when it was a kitten. It was given away by the owners before it was weened. So I had to use a plastic bag, put a small hole in it and feed the kitten milk. I ended naming the cat psycho. He was a black male. One time after I had moved with my ex husband to a trailer. It seemed the cat got more aggressive towards strangers. I had a friend come over and stood in the door way. I told her to watch that cat was going to get her by the way he was moving. She said she wasn't afraid of no cat and didn't move. Well, the cat stood up and bit her on the thigh. Sat down beside her and dared her to move. I seriously think he would of bit her again. I am not sure why he did this. But I just could tell and she didn't listen. Another time my ex husband and his friends were being mean to the cat. well, the cat was mad of course. My husband thought he would teach it lesson by putting it under water. As you know cats hate water. As soon as my ex husband was done putting water on the cat. He picked the cat up and held it in front of his face and was saying something mean to the cat. The cat reached out and slashed him right across the face with his claws. I started laughing because my ex husband really deserved what he got from that cat.

I have had many cats in my life but I have only come across one that was really mean. This cat would hide under the kitchen table and attack anyone who walked by. I have never seen a cat act like that before. I had to push it back with a broom once and I really hated having to do that, but I was very afraid of it.

Lightning was a bottle baby from the day he was born. He grew up a momma's boy completely. Any one he didn't know or like, got a swat with claws extended. When our daughter was born, he became her guardian angel and would always lay under her crib at nite or next to her on the floor or couch and come get me whenever she started crying. He's mellowed out somewhat in his old age but still warns ppl that come over to look but don't dare touch. lol Tigger came to me at about 4mos. of age when a fellow mylotter started a discussion about her wild cat. We seem to think he may have been abused b4 she aquired him cause he wouldn't let anyone near him and she just didn't have the time or the space to properly tame him which is where I came in at. He is now in his forever home and loves it here. Took me about a month to slowly tame him down. Basically, he was afraid of being hit or thrown just by the way he reacted whenever I would try to pet him or pick him up. He now has free roam of the house and sometimes would come up to me just to be stroked. When I first got him thou, I thought wow!! I sure have my work cut out for me. His milestones brought me to tears each time he reached one. First mew (instead of hissing and growling), first purr, first time he let me pet him, first time he allowed to be picked up, first time coming to me for attention, and now mewing for help whenever he tangles himself up around the kitchen chairs with his 6' lead I keep on him all the time. He's used to it and loves playing with the end of it which is why he is always getting himself tangled. lol Only 2 mean cats I've ever owned and known.

I rescued my cat. It was winter time and she was hanging around my grandfather's house. She had survived one blizzard, there was another on the way and she was sick so I was worried she would wouldn't survive the second one. So I took her home and she was the sweetest animal while I nursed her back to health so I named her Sweetheart. Then suddenly she didn't like to be touched, she'd hiss and swat and basically go crazy when my mom or I went near her. The women at the vets office actually reffered to her as the cat from he**! But as soon as my boyfriend or my moms boyfriend came in, she'd actually go to them and cuddle and want attention. So I kind of figured that she must have been abused by a woman. It took a ALOT of time, but after giving her alot of space (meaning 5 feet away from her if I needed to walk by!) and letting her come to me and not forcing her be around people if she didn't want to be, she is now a Sweetheart. It only took 7 years, lol. SHe'll even let my 11 month old son touch her tail with out getting mean!

I think I don't ahve this kind of cat before,but I have a cat similar to this suitation . she is half white and half black and it is black around her eyes, so some one afraid of her and feel she is too mystic . and she also hurt me for twice. but she don't hurt ones usually and she only hurt one when she feel dangerous for herself. so I think she is not the kind of cat as you said.

All my friends are affraid of my cat because it scratched them so its normaly outdoor, but the cat respects me and never scratches me.