Our cat, an indoor cat, escaped once. Lots of coyotes and Fox in MA, outdoor cats don’t last long. We had her about a month. I came home with groceries, opened the door, and she ran out. I tried to grab her but she made it up a wooden fence and over and took off. Probably around noon or so. That day and night we walked and drove the neighborhood looking for her, calling her, asking neighbors. Nothing. Figured she was gone. Two days later, I was asleep on the sofa, probably 2 a.m., and I heard a commotion on the front porch and our sensor light went on. I looked out and there she was, under a lawn chair, surrounded by three coyotes, hissing and fighting for her life. I ran to the closet, got a tennis racket and ran to the porch and scared the coyotes off. Opened the door and the cat ran inside.
The cat then was running back and forth frantically through the house, jumping on windowsills looking outside, and almost growling like a dog. Never heard her or any cat sound like that. It was kind of like “let me at em!” And she wanted to continue the fight.
She never got out again and we had her for 13 years.