Accidental animal cruelty
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)
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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Shameless Pet Stories Re-Post:
A friend of mine...
...owned a sweet but particularly stupid Alsatian/Collie mongrel called Cannie. One evening as young ne'er-do-wells, we were sat in his living room smoking suspiciously long and fragrant cigarettes whilst his folks were out.
It was someone's turn to do the honours, so our stash was passed from our host at one end of the sofa to my brother, sat at the other end. During the exchange it dropped into the lap of our host's then girlfriend (who was also particularly stupid, but that's another story). She stood up and the stash, a small amount of resinous substance, fell to the floor where said dog didn't miss her chance to bag what must surely be a tasty snack.
Dog pounced on stash - smokers pounced on dog but to no avail - dog swallowed stash. We waited. Sure enough, dog's behaviour gradually started to become more peculiar until we thought she should walk it off. Once outside Dog goes mental and f*cks off at high speed until after much chasing, substances and gravity eventually take their toll and she falls on her face. Deciding she's had enough we ventured back inside. Our host says the dog sat in the corner of the room for the rest of the night whimpering and staring at him with sad but menacing eyes, quote: 'as if she wanted to eat me'.
The same animal also once thought Pineapple scented hair conditioner would make a tasty treat. She spent an afternoon throwing up bubbles onto the kitchen floor.
Length? Six feet under.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 12:52, Reply)
A friend of mine...
...owned a sweet but particularly stupid Alsatian/Collie mongrel called Cannie. One evening as young ne'er-do-wells, we were sat in his living room smoking suspiciously long and fragrant cigarettes whilst his folks were out.
It was someone's turn to do the honours, so our stash was passed from our host at one end of the sofa to my brother, sat at the other end. During the exchange it dropped into the lap of our host's then girlfriend (who was also particularly stupid, but that's another story). She stood up and the stash, a small amount of resinous substance, fell to the floor where said dog didn't miss her chance to bag what must surely be a tasty snack.
Dog pounced on stash - smokers pounced on dog but to no avail - dog swallowed stash. We waited. Sure enough, dog's behaviour gradually started to become more peculiar until we thought she should walk it off. Once outside Dog goes mental and f*cks off at high speed until after much chasing, substances and gravity eventually take their toll and she falls on her face. Deciding she's had enough we ventured back inside. Our host says the dog sat in the corner of the room for the rest of the night whimpering and staring at him with sad but menacing eyes, quote: 'as if she wanted to eat me'.
The same animal also once thought Pineapple scented hair conditioner would make a tasty treat. She spent an afternoon throwing up bubbles onto the kitchen floor.
Length? Six feet under.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 12:52, Reply)
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