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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George the stoned budgiewas fab, and even though this was a sad day of semi abuse (he did it to himself really...just helped along a bit..
Apologies for length already.
George was a lovely happy chirpy little blue budgie who shared a lounge with 11 or so of us students back in 1999 in worthing(shithole).
He loved being out of his cage and would talk and chirrup or whatever it is budgies do, all day long and NEVER crapped on anyone other than his mirror enemy.
What he did like to do was inhale large amounts of weed and then get so caned he couldnt flap and just walked around on the floor.
the next stage, ie pre flight but just about able to get a bit of lift, was to hop/flutter up and sit on your can/glass and sip daintily to get rid of desert head or dry beak as he used to call it.
This usually led to him having to be carried to his cage pissed/stoned.
One day i was in the lounge on my own and george was flapping around bleeping and furtling away happily. He tried to sit on my roll up so i shooed him off so i could light up and read my book.
George then disappeared from view. No worries thought I.
Next thing i heard was a muffled blubble bubble bubble noise. I didnt know what it was so looked around. Nothing. then it came again, from near my feet. I looked down and there, in my near empty pint pot was George, headfirst and upside down in my beer.
The little blue pisshead had tried to go for a drink and was upside down like a modern feathery Houdini.. except he was drowning
shitting it i pulled him out just as my mate Ade ran in.
George rattled his little lungs and smelt like a beer rag...
all we could thing to do was to try and save him the only way we knew how...Mouth to Beak!
I covered his nose holes and held him while Ade gently blew into his little body...unfortunately inflating him to about 3 times his normal size...for good measure (and nervously pissing ourselves) we flexed his wings to try and pump beer out.
to no avail.
Last thing we could do was to rely on the old ''well hamsters pretend to be dead, so maybe budgies do. Lets leave him in his cage and see what happens''...as rigor mortis ensued.
Not really cruelty i guess but hey!
(, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 14:54, 2 replies)
BudgiesHa ha.. loved it.. like you said.. I thought I was the only person to try that.
Gange, beer and budgies just must have not meant to be.. have a click!
(, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 16:26, closed)
ta muchoo my first click, !
He really loved the weed and the lager even at the height of shit resin .. i guess it was just an accident waiting to happen.
(, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 16:35, closed)
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