911 calls for cats usually involve saving the felines from precarious perches or from treetop tumbles. But this 22-pound fat cat went from acting hostile to taking hostages – its owners, including the family dog.
According to the Los Angeles Times on Tuesday, Portland resident Lee Palmer called 911 for help Sunday night because his cat – a Himalayan named “Lux” – lost its wits and started rampaging all over the house.
It started when Lux attacked Palmer’s seven-month-old son Jesse, leaving him with scratches. Of course, Jesse had also yanked down hard on Lux’s tail, which precipitated the cat’s reaction.
Palmer chased Lux away and hit the cat, but that only made things worse.
“I have a kind of particular emergency here,” an embarrassed Palmer can be heard telling a 911 dispatcher.
“I kicked the cat in the rear and it has went off over the edge and we aren’t safe around the cat,” Palmer said. Speaking of himself, his girlfriend Teresa Barker and their dog, Palmer informed 911: “We’re trapped in our bedroom and he won’t let us out of our door.”
A frightened Palmer told dispatchers the 4-year-old male cat "has a history of violence."
Palmer said Lux was stalking hem, eying them as they walked by and making terrible yowls and bawls. When they locked themselves in the bedroom, Palmer says the cat was “charging the door.”
“He was on top of the fridge, and then when something like that turns around and follows you, you’re kinda getting backed up,” said Barker, according to local ABC affiliate KATU. “It’s kind of a small space in here, so yeah, it was very frightening.”
Portland Police responded and were able to capture the cat with a dog snare and crate him.
“The cat did not want to get back in the cage, that was for sure,” offficer Timothy Bocciolatt said.
So is it off to kitty incarceration for Lux?
"We are debating what to do," Palmer said. "We definitely want to keep (the cat) away from the baby and keep an eye on his behavior."
Perhaps this Oregon resident will think twice about striking his pet. Or else he will end up as a scaredy-cat again, cowering in the corner like a sourpuss.