Cat fights are totally related to penguins...
You know how, in just about any penquin documentary, they mention that even when surrounded by a colony of penquins, a returning female can pick out the distinct call of her mate and find him in the crowd? It is the same thing with mothers. You can be at the playground deeply immersed in conversation or a good book, with the noise of kiddos running everywhere, each yelling to their friends or their own mothers, but when your child calls out, "Mommy!", you are instantly aware they are referring to you.
It's the same thing with your pets. Early this morning I was jerked awake by a yowling cat telling off another cat, just outside our window, and I just knew it was our cat. She was not supposed to be outside. We let her out occasionally, but only during daylight, and she usually keeps to our backyard. I got up and double-checked all of her usual sleeping spots, and yep, no Kitty. I went downstairs and opened the front door. I barely got a 'Kitty-Kitty' out before she made a beeline up the front walk and hurried past me - telling me exactly what she thought of me as she passed by. I'm sure it was something along the lines of, "You stupid human. I am WET (sprinklers). I was ACCOSTED by Jinx (neighbor's cat). I can't believe you FORGOT about me." In my defense, it was probably some young child in the house that let her out the back door, just as everybody was finishing ice cream and heading for bed, and nobody noticed. Not my fault. Except for it kinda is since I usually count heads before I retire, both human and animal. Sorry Kitty.
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