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I once invented a brilliant game - I'd sit at the top of the stairs and throw cat biscuits to the bottom. My cat would eat them, then I'd shake the box, and he would run up the stairs for more biscuits. Then - of course - I'd throw a biscuit back down to the bottom. I kept this going for about half an hour, amused at my little game, and all was fine until the cat vomited. I felt absolutely dreadful.

Have you accidentally been cruel to an animal?
This question has been revived from way, way, way back on the b3ta messageboard when it was all fields round here.

(, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 11:13)
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When I was a lad
we had a rather fine cat, which lived for many years. It was very docile towards humans, but hated any other animal. It had fights with other cats, big dogs, would catch and kill rabbits etc, and even spat at a horse once.

Anyway, I would have been perhaps 9 at this time, and we'd been learning at school about the eye, and how pupils contract and dilate in response to light. The cat was cited as a good example of this effect.

So I decided to try it, with the aid of my sister and I think the girl across the road who we were best friends with. They held the poor beast and I shone a very big bright torch right in its eyes. Sure enough the pupils contracted, but poor puss wasn't too happy.

My mum also used to hoover its tail (in the extension tube, not with the beaters!), which it would tolerate, unlike most cats which are scared of loud noises.
(, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 11:58, 3 replies)
hoovering the cat
Our first cat, Ludwig, was tremendously lazy and had no objection at all to being hoovered. Indeed, he seemed to like it. It saved him the indignity of grooming himself.
(, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 12:06, closed)
Cats and hoovers
I once had the misfortune of holding a cat when the ex mother in law decided to switch on the vacuum cleaner.

Said cat proceeded to rip my arm to shreds as she made a bolt for the door. Took half a bottle of TCP and several yards of kitchen roll to stop the blood flowing.

I now have some very impressive scars on my right arm as a result.
(, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 12:22, closed)
"and even spat at a horse once."
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Was the horse causing a traffic jam at the time, due to it's owner just HAVING to ride it on a road?
(, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 13:43, closed)

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