Pet StoriesWhen one of my cats was younger and a lot fatter, he came bowling in from the garden with an almighty crash. Looking slightly stunned, he'd arrived into the kitchen having ripped the cat flap from the door and was still wearing it as a cat-tutu. Did I mention he was quite fat?
In honour of Jake, a well loved cat, who died on Wednesday, tell us your pet stories and cheer us up.
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chthonic, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
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Far Too Many to MentionSo I shall summerise. No RSPCA, please.
Vinegar (hamster). Killed him when I was 5. Threw the critter into the air and he was supposed to land on the new fluffy carpet. Gravity pulled him down to a concrete slab around the fire place. I cried for 2 days.
Bubbles (my brother's Rabbit). Dad killed him, we ate him. Brother was mortified until his fluffy skin ended up on the saddle of his Boxer bike. Mum still carries his 'lucky tail' in her handbag to this very day.
Rosie (chicken). She laid us eggs and kept us amused for a bit. She was always going to end up in the oven and my Dad tried to teach me how to break it's neck (I was 10ish). I tried throttling her to death.
Norman (Rat). Was very unwell. Asked my Dad to 'put him to sleep'. I saw him come out of the garage with a shovel. I went back inside to watch TV (The Fall Guy) and waited for the 'Claaaaaaang'.
There are more, but I can feel myself slipping slowly into Hell.
RIP to all of my pets. The lucky and the not-so-lucky. (Have to say, Bubbles tasted great).
(, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 14:07, Reply)
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