when i was about3 our next door neighbours had a pet tortoise.
whenever we went over i used to grab the poor creature and slide it around the floor making brrm brrrrm noises like it was a car. it used to curl up (or whatever you call it)and i assume that it pretended that nothing was happening.
our hamster once fell off the sofa into a glass of red wine.
the same hamster used to climb up to the top of the tall bookshelf and jump off. when it landed it made a VERY loud bang and Bob 'the hamster' (sorry that should have been brackets not 'these') would sit there shivering until you picked him up and stroked him.
my ex-step brother had a hamster once. problem is there were cats living in the house too. they only found its head. inside the locked cage. we think that one of the cats must have managed to get hold of part of the hamster and pull it through the bars, but the head wouldn't fit. it was left balanced on top of a pile of sawdust so it was only when my dad tried to pick it up that he found out what had happened. (served it right though, it used to bite everyone, and the cats).
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Wed 15 Oct 2003, 15:40,
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whenever we went over i used to grab the poor creature and slide it around the floor making brrm brrrrm noises like it was a car. it used to curl up (or whatever you call it)and i assume that it pretended that nothing was happening.
our hamster once fell off the sofa into a glass of red wine.
the same hamster used to climb up to the top of the tall bookshelf and jump off. when it landed it made a VERY loud bang and Bob 'the hamster' (sorry that should have been brackets not 'these') would sit there shivering until you picked him up and stroked him.
my ex-step brother had a hamster once. problem is there were cats living in the house too. they only found its head. inside the locked cage. we think that one of the cats must have managed to get hold of part of the hamster and pull it through the bars, but the head wouldn't fit. it was left balanced on top of a pile of sawdust so it was only when my dad tried to pick it up that he found out what had happened. (served it right though, it used to bite everyone, and the cats).
TortoisesI won't claim this won for my own, but I have heard tale of a young gathering of siblings who enjoyed playing 'war' in the back garden. Now one of the clever little things had decided that to bury the family tortoise and place a pile of soil on top of the it would make a very realistic landmine. Indeed it looked the nuts. Then dinner was called and tortoise/landmine was forgotten for several weeks...I don't think it survived.
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