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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Bad idea:So, down the street from my house there are a group of townhouses that always have cats hanging around outside. I have no sense of respect for other peoples possessions, so I have been known to try and lure these cats into my arms.
One night when a friend and I were bored and taking a walk around the neighborhood, we came upon the cat townhouses. Sure enough, there was a kitty waiting to be let in - though it would have to wait a long while, seeing as how it was 1 am.
My friend and I then hunkered down on our knees and made kissy noises, attempting to lure the cat over. The cat sauntered over and turned out to be the friendliest, most adorable animal ever. I picked it up and it immediately crawled up my arm and lay across my shoulders, like a scarf. We then had the bad idea of continuing on down the street with the makeshift cat-scarf, just to see how long it would stay there. Then, we had an even worse idea - we wanted to walk back to our house with it and take a picture of it perched on our shoulders, then return it.
On the way back to my house, it got antsy, so my friend plucked it from my shoulders and held it in her arms. Then, a car came barrelling down the street and the cat got so frightened that it jumped out of my friend's arms and dashed out into the street, within two feet of the car that was not slowing down.
Magically, the cat made it, then dashed off into the bushes. My friend and I stood on the side of the road in utter shock. I felt so guilty at the possibility of nearly causing the death of someone elses cat!
(, Fri 7 Dec 2007, 18:36, 3 replies)
I have this story with a happy ending!In short: wandering round Carlton Terrace in Edinburgh, hear pathetic mewing, tiny little b/w cat pops out from under parked car to say hello. We say hello back and continue to the pub. On the way back to our mate's house (with whom we were staying), kitty pops out again and says hello. Then follows us to his house (we did encourage her by making encouraging sounds) and hangs around looking all pretty and lonely. She was tiny, only about 2 months old. So Andy (our mate) lets her in as it was cold outside, gives her some milk, lets her stay the night. And the night after that. And that. He adopted her (after putting up "Found Cat" posters); she started taking great interest in his pet rats, so his best friend adopted her, and she's now a placid house cat in a lovely flat. Awww.
(, Fri 7 Dec 2007, 18:53, closed)
As an anal retentive legaltype, I feel it is only my duty to point out that as cats are not recognised as domesticated in law, they cannot be property, and, it follows, cannot be stolen.
Similarly, you don't have to report flatting Tiddles with your car, but if you should hasten the end of Rover with your Rover (geddit?), it's an offence to not report it.
Sorry.
(, Fri 7 Dec 2007, 19:24, closed)
Bless!Aww, bless... Something about kitty stories makes me feel all warm and fluffy inside.
(, Mon 10 Dec 2007, 12:53, closed)
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