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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Talking birds
My mother had a job in a small pet shop in Lewisham when she was a teenager (some fifty five years ago!) and the most popular pet in the shop was a little Mynah bird, who'd enthusiastically greet "Good morning!" to people as they came in and out of the shop. This little bird was a fast learner, much to the innocent delight of all the customers.
The town hall had organised an exhibition and the local buisinesses were invited to attend and set up a small stand. Naturally, the pet shop owner decided that the little Mynah bird would make a great exhibit and was thus taken in its cage to the town hall the night before and duly left alone there while a team of underpaid and put upon workmen set about putting together the stands for the exhibition - closely supervised by the Mayor's wife.
The fatal mistake here should be obvious to everyone by now...
The peace was shattered that afternoon when my mother picked up the phone at the pet shop to an irate councillor.
"Would you please send someone down to collect your Mynah bird immediately. It's just insulted the Mayor's wife!"
Apparently, the little bird had the courage to repeat to the mayor's wife's face what the workmen had been uttering under their breath all night.
( , Fri 7 Dec 2007, 10:20, 1 reply)
My mother had a job in a small pet shop in Lewisham when she was a teenager (some fifty five years ago!) and the most popular pet in the shop was a little Mynah bird, who'd enthusiastically greet "Good morning!" to people as they came in and out of the shop. This little bird was a fast learner, much to the innocent delight of all the customers.
The town hall had organised an exhibition and the local buisinesses were invited to attend and set up a small stand. Naturally, the pet shop owner decided that the little Mynah bird would make a great exhibit and was thus taken in its cage to the town hall the night before and duly left alone there while a team of underpaid and put upon workmen set about putting together the stands for the exhibition - closely supervised by the Mayor's wife.
The fatal mistake here should be obvious to everyone by now...
The peace was shattered that afternoon when my mother picked up the phone at the pet shop to an irate councillor.
"Would you please send someone down to collect your Mynah bird immediately. It's just insulted the Mayor's wife!"
Apparently, the little bird had the courage to repeat to the mayor's wife's face what the workmen had been uttering under their breath all night.
( , Fri 7 Dec 2007, 10:20, 1 reply)
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