Well after the dust cleared and I started trying to piece together what happened yesterday I think I know at least what might have set that all off...because it was very out of character for Hazy...who truly lives up to her name.
When I first started fostering Hazy with her kittens I noticed she was a little "different" as in what I thought at the time was Short Yellow Bus different. She always seemed to just kind of be in a hazy, but she was an excellent momma to her babies when they were first born and very protective so I didn't quite understand how she had allow the previous litters to be killed before coming to us with her last litter. Then as the babies started growing and exploring I noticed she didn't respond to them when they would get lost in the house and cry for her..it was like she was indifferent, in fact I started to notice she was indifferent to all types of sounds that would set the other cats off, like barking dogs, vacuum cleaners, me calling them to eat etc...
So off to the vet's we went...Hazy is stone cold deaf, she can't hear a thing, so now when I need her to look at me or get off something I have to stomp my foot or slap the object that she is on...but since the vet thinks she was born deaf she gets around and functions so much like a hearing cat that every now and then I forget that she can't hear.
So what I think happened yesterday was she was sleeping in the box where the whole fight started and someone didn't realize she was in there and jumped in and probably landed on her, which startled her causing her to go into fight or flight response, she lashed out. And who ever jumped in was also probably startled so they responded badly as well, then the rest of the Fur Gang rushed in to see what all the fuss was thus making matters worse because now Hazy felt trapped so she couldn't use flight so reverted to fight. By the time I got there to break it all up she was literally in blind terror, she literally didn't see that it was momma, it was just someone or something else coming at her and she was scared. Since she can't hear, she couldn't hear my voice trying to calm her, all she knew was she was being chased, and the towel was probably not the best choice I could have used to try to cover her and calm her down because it hid my form from her, it was just a big green thing coming to eat her. If I had thought quicker and gone for the gloves first so she could have seen mom rather than a big green thing trying to eat her, I would have had a better chance of grabbing her and getting her seperated from the others to calm her down. My bad on that one and what got me bit. But I was reacting like I would with a feral not a deaf cat. Her eyes by the time I did get her crated were so huge there was no color left to them, she was all pupil..she was scared out of her mind. But once she was crated and that crate was covered for a few minutes she calmed right down and was back to her lovey self.
Mel, Maxwell, Autumn & The Fur Gang
Momma is a happy woman today, hopefully the front loading will just keep her nice and smooth again today. At this point I'm planning on holding her where she is at until this weekend and then running a curve to see if I need to inch her up slightly or hold where we are, unless of course she tries to run for the basement again. :roll: 
Oh wow Momma! Good analysis on that fight that erupted yesterday. 
.......I think you sent some of your cold weather east as its gone from shorts to jackets around here. I had stopped off at Lowes yesterday to look at some plants...but it was just too chilly for me to take planting seriously....