I went out to do my chickens and discovered that one of my husbands barn cats got in their pen. It was just sitting there looking like it was trying to figure out how to get back out. Now, needless to say, I can not touch these cats. My hubby pets every single one of them but they won't let me touch them (I think they sense that I don't like cats). So stupid me decides I am going to help this cat make it's way back out. I went to grab the cat by the nap of it's neck, I knew better than to try to just pick it up, and it started climbing my fence hissing at me. So I decided, and not the best decision I must say, to grab it by it's tail and try to walk it over to the door. Well, it was growling and hissing at me but it was going toward the door. That is, UNTIL some of my chickens decided to help me !! They came running and just started pecking the crap out of that cat. Cat jumped, grabbed onto my pant leg, growled, scratched my leg, and I let go. Cat climbed the fence again, and I decided it was in my best interest not to try to catch it again, so I just opened the door and went toward the cat and it couldn't get out of that pen fast enough. Felt sorry for the poor thing.