A few months back I went to pick up a bike from a guy. It was about midnight when I finally found his house. As we entered the front door, he warned me that I might get "jumped" by his cat. No biggie, I'm a cat person. So when we got to the kitchen, there was the cat, peering at me from around the counter.

All 80 pounds of BOBCAT!!

I tried to make nice, but got swatted for my efforts! (good thing he was declawed or I'd have lost some skin or my hand!)

And I thought the guy was just messin' with me.