I heard a bunch of yowling and growling last night, and figured a few feral cats had gotten together for a fight. I grabbed my 17HMR with it's old red spotlight and snuck out onto the front porch. Lo and behold, the noise was being made by a trio of masked bandits who appeared to be having some sort of disagreement. I selected the largest one and put him down. The other two, instead of running off, started attacking the one I had just shot! So I took out number two. The third one, still miffed at his companions, hustled away and then came back to bite the leg of one of his dead buddies! So I invited him to Raccoon Heaven and he took me up on the offer. I've never seen such strange behavior before; have any of you?