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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Absent-minded owner + Placid dog = Oops.
When I lived at my parents' place it used to be part of our evening routine that the last person to go to bed would open the door and hoof our gentle-natured dog out into the garden for a last piddle. One night I forgot to check that he was back inside before shutting the door. At 2am I wandered downstairs for a drink and found him lying in front of the front door. In the rain. With a look of hurt and puzzlement on his face.
For years afterwards I'd have midnight panic attacks and trot downstairs, switch on the light and peer into his basket to check he was in it.
So not only did I leave my dog out in the cold and wet but I messed up his beauty sleep too.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 14:36, 1 reply)
When I lived at my parents' place it used to be part of our evening routine that the last person to go to bed would open the door and hoof our gentle-natured dog out into the garden for a last piddle. One night I forgot to check that he was back inside before shutting the door. At 2am I wandered downstairs for a drink and found him lying in front of the front door. In the rain. With a look of hurt and puzzlement on his face.
For years afterwards I'd have midnight panic attacks and trot downstairs, switch on the light and peer into his basket to check he was in it.
So not only did I leave my dog out in the cold and wet but I messed up his beauty sleep too.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 14:36, 1 reply)
Aww, I've done similar
(proper) Dogs are designed for withstanding weather, so I very much doubt he suffered any, but I know exactly what you mean because I've felt that lurch of guilt myself thinking how cruel I am because I didn't notice him stood at the door, and laying down?! my mind goes into overdrive thinking how hurt and upset he must be ;)
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 14:46, closed)
(proper) Dogs are designed for withstanding weather, so I very much doubt he suffered any, but I know exactly what you mean because I've felt that lurch of guilt myself thinking how cruel I am because I didn't notice him stood at the door, and laying down?! my mind goes into overdrive thinking how hurt and upset he must be ;)
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