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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At the beach
I was about 8 years old, with my family and another family who happened to be friends with my family. Fun was had, sandcastles were built and after a while there came time for highly sugary treats in the form of ice cream and doughnuts.
However, whilst devouring mine I noticed the family friends' dog pining at my feet, a slow stream of slobber dripping in a puddle on the floor as his eyes kept a firm pained stare with mine.
My childlike nature was no match for these eyes so, when no one was looking I gave him half my doughnut. He pounced immediately, munched happily for a few seconds until it was gone. Approximately 10 minutes later then doughnut re-appeared all over family friends' grandad's feet. As he was sleeping.
Their children got the blame. I went for a paddle.
( , Sat 8 Dec 2007, 16:15, Reply)
I was about 8 years old, with my family and another family who happened to be friends with my family. Fun was had, sandcastles were built and after a while there came time for highly sugary treats in the form of ice cream and doughnuts.
However, whilst devouring mine I noticed the family friends' dog pining at my feet, a slow stream of slobber dripping in a puddle on the floor as his eyes kept a firm pained stare with mine.
My childlike nature was no match for these eyes so, when no one was looking I gave him half my doughnut. He pounced immediately, munched happily for a few seconds until it was gone. Approximately 10 minutes later then doughnut re-appeared all over family friends' grandad's feet. As he was sleeping.
Their children got the blame. I went for a paddle.
( , Sat 8 Dec 2007, 16:15, Reply)
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