Zoe was mewing at the bathroom door.

I carefully let her out...she went under the bed in my room.

Oscar was in breadbox pose at the end of the bed, on the floor. I heard her "meeping" sound that she uses to talk to the other cats.

Suddenly she lunged at OSCAR and the two roared down the hall, Zoe snarling and fighting.

I didn't catch her yet to put her back in the bathroom...so maybe I will just close my bedroom door.

I just don't get this. I am almost crying cause I am SO tired - this cat fighting thing is like a bad dream, really. I wish it was.