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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What are whiskers for?
When I was about four or five a friend and I thought we'd give the cat a quick trim on the whisker front. We did this not out of cruelty and had no idea as to what whiskers were for, we were simply trying help the beast look more folically dapper.
We quickly found out what they were for though. The cat raced away from us hell for leather after with one snip we squared off one side of his over-sized moustache before, at full pace it twatted, the right hand side of it's face into a door frame.
We were beside ourselves, thinking we'd killed it, which gave case for our mum's to come and see what all the fuss was about, with us still holding the damning scissors.
The cat was ok, though spent a few days unable to balance on much. Amazingly it never really came near me or my friend again.
( , Mon 10 Dec 2007, 6:54, Reply)
When I was about four or five a friend and I thought we'd give the cat a quick trim on the whisker front. We did this not out of cruelty and had no idea as to what whiskers were for, we were simply trying help the beast look more folically dapper.
We quickly found out what they were for though. The cat raced away from us hell for leather after with one snip we squared off one side of his over-sized moustache before, at full pace it twatted, the right hand side of it's face into a door frame.
We were beside ourselves, thinking we'd killed it, which gave case for our mum's to come and see what all the fuss was about, with us still holding the damning scissors.
The cat was ok, though spent a few days unable to balance on much. Amazingly it never really came near me or my friend again.
( , Mon 10 Dec 2007, 6:54, Reply)
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