One spring night several years ago, we were jarred awake by ferocious screeching. At first, I didn’t know what or where the racket was coming from. I fully expected to see a space ship landing in our backyard until my husband assured me it was two cats fighting in our attic directly above our bedroom. That began the saga of the mangy cat from the abyss that came courting our female cat, Patches. Every evening about dinner time, this gray, fur-hanging beast would stalk through the field across the street and demand attention from Patches. There was another tomcat that Read More