Gaslight

We are cat-sitting a large furry black cat. We have a petite mackerel tabby who thought she had established her position of dominance in the house. Being presented with a jumpy, declawed (she doesn't know that) stranger three-times her size had not improved her already-imperious disposition.
In order to re-assert her ownership rights in the face of much larger competition, she has taken to mind-games. She will politely and quietly sit and watch the new cat until he is lulled into a false sense of security. Then she will further bewilder him by walking away and completely ignoring him for a full 10 to 15 minutes. This is always followed by a completely unprovoked and vicious attack. The hissing and miaowing-to-near-screeching naturally excites the dog who is too stupid to understand this is a fight and just wants in on the game.
The dog gets worked up whining and pacing. The big black cat hides. Our cat bides her time to start the whole game again. Which she will in about two hours.
By the time his owner claims him, the poor cat will be completely paranoid.

Is it any wonder we think the name Salome is perfect for her?