My girl terrified me about a week ago. When we got Lucy from the shelter, they told us right away that she didn't like cats. When we were filling out her paper work, it was right by where they keep the cats and I had to sit on the floor and hold Lucy in my lap because she was a barking mess…
I live in an apartment complex where each apartment has it's own door to the outside. The lady under me has a cat that she lets out at night. For the first month, everything was fine. We never saw the cat at night, but Lucy could smell where the cat had been and went a little nuts... Then a week ago, the cat was waiting at the bottom of the stairs when we came back from our nightly walk. Lucy lunged at the cat, and the stupid thing ran UP the stairs, when that's where I live instead of running AWAY. I picked Lucy up, thinking that would be best, and walked up the stairs. The thought was that the cat would run past my legs down the stairs, and the dog would stay in my arms. Well, Lucy KNEW the cat was up there, and proceeded to bite and scratch ME to be able to get at the cat. I ended up dropping Lucy and having her shove me down the stairs in her attempt to get the cat. The cat ended up leaping off the balcony for her life. I got my dog, went inside, and my dog was STILL going berserk trying to get back at the cat. Lucy ended up in her crate and I ended up in the bathroom cleaning off the blood and counting the bruises.
It scares me after all that. I HATE taking Lucy out at night alone now, because I know I can't control her if we run into the cat again. And there's really no way to avoid it- I HAVE to take the dog out to use the bathroom, and the lady isn't just going to stop letting her cat out.