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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First Post. Woo!
My auntie had recently bought a new car. It was only a fiesta or something equally as nondescript, but it was brand new and she had bought it all on her own, so she was very proud of it. And the fact that she could go along the country roads by her house around 60mph (they were bendy).
Anyways, around a month or so after she bought said car it was a hot and sunny day, so rather than waste petrol on running the air-con, she rolled down her window, and the passenger window.
Being the countryside, there were all manner of birds about, and a rather cocky pheasant decided it was going to fly past the car, and missed.
It flew straight into the passenger side window. It bludgeoned itself on the side of my aunt, who drove the car into a field, screaming and crying as a dying bleeding pheasant flailed around the passenger seat spreading blood and feathers everywhere.
Phesant died, aunt went to hospital with the injuries, the car had to be valeted about five times by different people who could not get the smell of pheasant out of everything. She sold the car for a fraction of what she paid for it, and it had to have a whole new interior fitted. She hasn't driven since.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 15:32, 2 replies)
My auntie had recently bought a new car. It was only a fiesta or something equally as nondescript, but it was brand new and she had bought it all on her own, so she was very proud of it. And the fact that she could go along the country roads by her house around 60mph (they were bendy).
Anyways, around a month or so after she bought said car it was a hot and sunny day, so rather than waste petrol on running the air-con, she rolled down her window, and the passenger window.
Being the countryside, there were all manner of birds about, and a rather cocky pheasant decided it was going to fly past the car, and missed.
It flew straight into the passenger side window. It bludgeoned itself on the side of my aunt, who drove the car into a field, screaming and crying as a dying bleeding pheasant flailed around the passenger seat spreading blood and feathers everywhere.
Phesant died, aunt went to hospital with the injuries, the car had to be valeted about five times by different people who could not get the smell of pheasant out of everything. She sold the car for a fraction of what she paid for it, and it had to have a whole new interior fitted. She hasn't driven since.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 15:32, 2 replies)
Poor aunt.
If only she'd known that, thanks to the extra work the engine has to do counteracting the wind resistance of open windows, you actually save more fuel with aircon than open windows (over 30mph).
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 18:48, closed)
If only she'd known that, thanks to the extra work the engine has to do counteracting the wind resistance of open windows, you actually save more fuel with aircon than open windows (over 30mph).
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 18:48, closed)
^Sensitive^ ;)
Reminds me of when I was coming home from primary school in the car with Mum, sat in the front and my brother in the back.
It was a sunny day, and we didn't have the luxury of air con, but we did have a sunroof. We're driving along, and suddenly my brother (aged about 5) starts crying in the back. Really wailing his guts out, for no apparent reason.
Turns out an acorn had fallen from a tree as we passed under it. At the perfect time and speed for it to fall through the sunroof, and hit him in the face. Poor sod. Hit in the face by a 30mph acorn.
( , Fri 7 Dec 2007, 7:37, closed)
Reminds me of when I was coming home from primary school in the car with Mum, sat in the front and my brother in the back.
It was a sunny day, and we didn't have the luxury of air con, but we did have a sunroof. We're driving along, and suddenly my brother (aged about 5) starts crying in the back. Really wailing his guts out, for no apparent reason.
Turns out an acorn had fallen from a tree as we passed under it. At the perfect time and speed for it to fall through the sunroof, and hit him in the face. Poor sod. Hit in the face by a 30mph acorn.
( , Fri 7 Dec 2007, 7:37, closed)
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