Well, my late wife had a Doohickey Long-haired Box Pooper SomethingOrOther that positively would go absolutely bat doody just about once a month.
The vet said it was a result of psycho problems created by in-breeding to get the particular breed that it was.
But that cat was able to rip the heavy drapes off the wall of our quarters, these were Army-issue drapes, and totally shred them.
If I picked the cat up to put it in it's cage, I used welding gloves and the demon spawn still bit through them.
Our vet refused to treat the cat.
After my wife's death, I attempted to give the cat to a good home, but every one seemed to sense the evil in that thing.
I finally had it put to sleep by the vet, and he was glad to do so, having been mauled a few times my it.
I, myself, have no particular use for house cats.
You had a cage for the cat? That will make them nuts.....