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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Clare the Wonder CatOur Clare is a tabby/Maine Coon mix; for those of you who don't know the breed, Maines get big. She weighs in at ninteen pounds and is the picture of health according to her vet, whose own Maine weighs 23 pounds.
She is spoiled to the point where she has her own pressed-glass punch cup on the nightstand to drink out of when she doesn't feel like getting up and going to the water bowl.
She thinks she's my child, it seems, but this is a good thing -- Clare once saved my life, you see.
In our old house, the bed was underneath a built-in bookcase that extended from the ceiling to a few feet above the bed. It was loaded with books and trinkets, including a heavy glass candleholder. This was, in retrospect, probably not the best location for the bed.
One morning, far too early, Clare jumped up on the bed and began meowing at me. I pushed her off only to have her jump up again and paw at me. I thought she wanted to be fed, so I pushed her off again; she got up a third time and began to scratch me! I sat up, ready to be angry with her and that's when the bookcase pulled free from the wall and hit the bed, most of it(heavy glass candleholder included) falling straight on my pillow.
Clare just sat there, purring and looking pleased with herself.
How she knew what was going to happen and realised it would be bad I don't know, but I'm awfully grateful.
She will also play fetch if you throw her toy mouse, but only when she feels like it; she'll bring you the mouse when it's playtime.
Behold the wonder:
(, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 17:34, Reply)
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