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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I'm going to hell
As a kid I have done lots of things that I cringe at today:
1. I used to play football with the dog, literally. It never occurred to me at 8 or 9 that the dog might not actually like being belted with a sneaker till my mom did it to me.
2. Same dog used to love running after torch-light. So I'd shine the torch on the ground back and forth and whip him up in a frenzy. However, I'd often get so engrossed that he would end up running into a wall
Sorry, dash. It wasn't on purpose
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 19:13, 1 reply)
As a kid I have done lots of things that I cringe at today:
1. I used to play football with the dog, literally. It never occurred to me at 8 or 9 that the dog might not actually like being belted with a sneaker till my mom did it to me.
2. Same dog used to love running after torch-light. So I'd shine the torch on the ground back and forth and whip him up in a frenzy. However, I'd often get so engrossed that he would end up running into a wall
Sorry, dash. It wasn't on purpose
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 19:13, 1 reply)
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