I was not involved in this, other than trying to chase the boy and growl at him. He was running after the cat, poor Buster. He was howling like mad and chasing the cat and I was absolutely sure he was going to get killed. The cat, not Buddy. Buster is getting a little old and he needs my help sometimes, like when he gets a cold.
Mom opened the garage door just a bit, and Buster ran under. I ran in too, and found him and started washing his ear. That always makes him feel better.
Buster's ok. He was a little tired after all that running around, but he's not hurt. He's really mad at Buddy though. I would sleep with one eye open for a while, if I were him. The rule is "Don't chase the cat!"