I once had a brother sister pair who would tag team dogs. One would be on the gate and the other would roll around stretching on the ground to lure dogs in. Once the dog took the bait the one on the gate would drop onto his back and the other would paste him in the face.

My grandfather had about fifty wild cats living in his barn. They kept the varmits thinned out. He would mix up a big cream can full of milk, oatmeal and whatever and slop them like pigs every morning. You want to see how vicious a cat can be just be unlucky enough to catch one of those wild cats. You will never ever want to catch one again.