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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Duck
On holiday when I was very small (it was Cornwall or somewhere I think) my parents took me to a children's farm. Tractor rides, a play area and of course, lots of fluffy animals. We went to the 'petting zoo' part of it, and the workers were bringing out all these cute things for the kids to stroke, baby chicks, lambs, guinea pigs etc... everything went round fine, until it came to the duckling.
Now, I had a toy duck at the time, which I carried around by its neck. Nobody told me (ages 2 or 3) that doing the same thing to a real duck was possibly a bad idea... so I of course picked it up by its neck.
The duck, understandably wasn't happy about this, and it took my parents and the panicking farm worker a good minute to persuade me to release my vice like grip on the poor creature...
In my defence: I was only little... poor duck..
(this all comes secondhand from my parents, they love this story.)
( , Fri 7 Dec 2007, 15:56, Reply)
On holiday when I was very small (it was Cornwall or somewhere I think) my parents took me to a children's farm. Tractor rides, a play area and of course, lots of fluffy animals. We went to the 'petting zoo' part of it, and the workers were bringing out all these cute things for the kids to stroke, baby chicks, lambs, guinea pigs etc... everything went round fine, until it came to the duckling.
Now, I had a toy duck at the time, which I carried around by its neck. Nobody told me (ages 2 or 3) that doing the same thing to a real duck was possibly a bad idea... so I of course picked it up by its neck.
The duck, understandably wasn't happy about this, and it took my parents and the panicking farm worker a good minute to persuade me to release my vice like grip on the poor creature...
In my defence: I was only little... poor duck..
(this all comes secondhand from my parents, they love this story.)
( , Fri 7 Dec 2007, 15:56, Reply)
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