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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Fear of HandgunsMy good friend had a great wee wire haired terrier that sadly passed away some years ago. He had a strange aversion to you pointing at him with your finger and mimicking the sound of a gun, in fact he would go spare if you didn't stop after the first twitching of his lip, it wasn't just hands either we tried it with cusions a box of tissues and a an old peanut jar and he always reacted in the same way.
I had a bruiser of a cat with no tail which managed to almost decimate a warren of rabbits leaving just a few younsters which we promptly rescued and reared until they were fit enough to survive on thier own. Finding a half eaten rabbit behind the setee isn't the best thing in the world.
(, Tue 12 Jun 2007, 19:11, Reply)
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