She never, ever hurt me, but everybody else was fair game. If my dad yelled at me, she'd attack him. Dad was a big tough guy, ex-Marine & a cop, but animals--especially cats--would turn him to mush. She also held grudges. One day, dad was teasing her, gently roughing up her fur while wearing leather gloves & it just infuriated her. He got bored, so shortly afterward went into my folk's bedroom to take a nap. About a half hour later, Yum Yum hopped up on the bed with revenge on her mind. Dad knew from the look on her face that he was going to get nailed. He was right. He tolerated a lot of abuse from Yum Yum, bless his heart. Everybody called her The Old Dragon, but she was my very best friend.