Accidental animal crueltyI 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.
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rob, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 11:13)
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More hamstersMe and the ex used to have a hamster that we would let run around on the living room floor. He seemed to enjoy it, and even better, didn't nibble at electrical wires or chew the carpet. He was a happy little soul, and we loved him.
So one day, he's running around, doing his thang, when he suddenly made a beeline towards the heater. At the time we had one of those bloody awful economy 7 wall heaters filled with bricks, which was attached precariously to the wall. And had a gap between the wall and the heater...
Geoffrey (for 'twas the hamster's name) was on a mission - ooh, a new place to explore, 'ave it - and before we could do anything he'd somehow leapt the six inches or so from the carpet to the heater, got a foothold on a ledge, and proceeded to wriggle into the gap between the heater and the wall.
Unfortunately, the heater was on at the time. Full.
It very quickly became apparent that Geoffrey, being a fat little bastard, had got stuck about halfway along, and could neither wriggle forwards nor backwards. He was being roasted alive, the poor little fucker, and we were powerless.
Until I remembered I was the proud owner of an 18 inch ruler. I grabbed the ruler, and managed to push poor Geoffrey along with my mighty 18 inch implement, until he popped out the other side and collapsed, gasping and weak.
Unfortunately, during his escapades, he managed to have his ears almost totally singed off, and the fur on his back was totally burned away, leaving about 60% of the flesh exposed. It was touch and go, so we got him straight to the vets, where he was kept in overnight.
We collected him the next day, and were given a jar of cream to apply to his back daily to counteract the burns. Within a couple of weeks he had made a full recovery, and his fur had mostly grown back (but not his ears, sadly). He lived to the ripe old age of three (which is postively geriatric for a hamster).
And the moral of the story..? Economy 7 heaters are EVIL!!!
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Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Thu 6 Dec 2007, 12:54,
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Hooray!(, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 13:06, closed)
^Seconds that^And adds "Aaahhhh" for good effect.
And *clicks*
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Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 13:14,
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