We haven't! hahaha.
But anyway it was in the holidays in Andalucia, not Euskadi. The problem was that my father was with nelson (a little family dog). Nelson likes to attack cats, but this time the cat did'nt run as always and he fought with Nelson. My father was in the middle of the fight and when Nelson ran away like a coward the cat ripped my fathers legs, who was in shandals and beermudas.
Nelson was far looking everything from a secure distant.
I love cats mine were awesome! I miss them so much :'(
And yes Jevil you're right: never trust a cat that much, even if it's your cat, sometimes it can turn into a total asshole.