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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Super DOGSI lived in the Central American region for a while and had two terrier-"ish" guard dogs . Most people kept their dogs outside as the weather was so pleasant, however, I would let the dogs in the house if there was ever a storm predicted. So one evening I take the dogs in the house and bed them down in the kitchen before I go to sleep myself.
Somehow, and I am not entirely sure how, they managed to reach a 2.5 ltr bottle of cooking oil, drag it to the floor, puncture it, drink most of it, then vomit it back up, before finally rolling themselves in it. Both dogs then sneak into my bedroom and jump onto my bed and cuddle up to me. I came to as the pungent rancid smell of two vomit covered dogs reaches my nostrils. Needless to say both dogs slept outside regardless of the weather from that night on.
(, Mon 11 Jun 2007, 12:29, Reply)
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