Almost unrelated, but this exchange suddenly reminded me of this:
When I was a kid, our neighbors had a simply massive, jet-black cat named “Voodoo” that would hang out laying on the top rail of the fence between our properties, waiting for dogs to come by, at which point he’d jump down and chase them off down the street. He’d come sauntering back a bit later and get back up on his fence.
I don’t doubt that many dogs could have made short work of him, but none in our neighborhood tried to. He was an impressive cat.
Like I said, not really relevant, but I hadn’t thought about Voodoo in years.