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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punk budgiewhen i was a wee one, we had a budgie. He seemed quiet a happy budgie, we never locked his cage and he was free to fly around the house till his hearts content.
then my nan came to live with us, and she had an evil budgie which would attack our budgie. my nan was quiet evil too, and wouldnt let the budgie have free reign anymore.
the budgies had to stay in there cages, (opposit sides of the room as evil budgie would taunt nice budgie) unless the parentals were in, and nan was out.
unfortunately, nice budgie found this all too stressfull, and started plucking out his feathers.
and didn't stop.
he was left with just a mohawk of feathers left going from the top of his head to the bottom of his neck.
(, Wed 13 Jun 2007, 0:59, Reply)
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