I had a huge tabby cat called Oscar for 17 years no one messed with him. DH was terrified of him took two of us to catch him and put him in a cat box. He spent most of his day on top of the kitchen units scowling at us. He mellowed as he got older though. He was also responsible for DDogs fear of cats, when she was a puppy he let her know in no uncertain terms it was his house, his rules, she never forgot that lesson.
Fat orange cat has spent most of the evening howling at me for freeze dried prawns, he’s been following me around declaring that he hasn’t been fed all day, is starving and must have them all right now.