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When 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.

(, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
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The Mastiff
I am sure we are ALL convinced that OUR dog is the finest breed and, the best IN the breed. However, Goose (as my mastiff is called) is the smartest and most helpful dog on the planet.

3 years ago. HEAVY snow storm. Almost 3' in 1.5 days of constant snowfall. Predictably, power fails. My apartment gets VERY cold. I check outside, no firewood left for the fireplace. I rummage through my storage shed and find a reproduction British light infantry axe from the American Revolutionary War (1778 model).

I bundle up and head out the door...Goose in tow.

We walk down into a ravine and I find some smaller trees and begin to go to work on them, dropping them and then swinging them against good trees to break them off into pieces that will fit into my fireplace. Goose is barking and enjoying the entire process.

I gather an armful of recently busted logs and carry them up to the top of the ravine and place them in a pile. Goose carries one log. Drops it on the pile, then heads back into the ravine for more.

I stood and watched as he carried every single one of those logs up to the top of the ravine and carefully placed them in the pile.

We had heat! And Goose got about 20 treats and the constant adoration of his Master, as we enjoyed the warmth of the fire together.

What a day.
(, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 15:32, Reply)

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