I remember the first time I watched The Howling as a youngster (on Betamax), alone, late at night and in the dark, just at the part where Dee Wallace is under the cabin and the werewolf is trying to grab her, the family cat jumped up onto my lap, I nearly had a coronary, screamed, leapt up out of my chair and sent the cat flying across the room, she took the huff and didn't speak to me the next day.