Only a thin pane of glass separated some neighborhood cat and Mickey, who was standing his ground inside the front door. I awoke from a short nap on the couch, to Elena saying "Jason -- there's a cat at the door!" I look out and see Mickey's back arched, fur standing and Deuce behind him, looking the same, and this white and orange cat (outside) standing on its two back legs. And then they started to spit, hiss, and claw at each other. It was a bit tense, but good to see that Mickey and Deuce will defend their home turf if needed.