There was a mockingbird that would always attack our cats. The grandma cat had a beak-shaped cut in her ear and a bald spot on her head from this bird that would attack her. I was fortunate enough to witness the occasion where she finally got revenge on the bird.

It had been pecking at one of the grandkittens and then flew away just too low, and grandma cat did a lightning-fat swipe in the air and just kept walking along like nothing had happened, not looking at the bird. The bird kept flying and flapped its wings like 2 more times, then fell to the ground dead, completely ignored by the cat.

It was the most badass samurai shit I've ever seen.