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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Baby hares
When I was 10 years old, me and my little brother found some baby hares while playing near some bushes. We brought them home to show our parents who were cool about keeping them.
In the excitement, our dog turns up to see what's going on and sniff at the little fluffy balls.
Much to our surprise, the motherly instinct of the bitch took over and it started licking and playing with them. Our circle of furry friends was getting bigger, we were living the dream of 10 years old kids.
We had a special shoe box full of cotton for them to sleep at night but during the day, we would put them with the dog for a nap while we were playing outside. We decided that the dog was safe enough so they spent the night with it and all was well...
All was well for 3 nights until one morning, armed with a bunch of carrots to feed the little buggers, we only found a sleeping dog. Not a trace of the baby hares.
To this day, I hope the dog decided that they were big enough for the wild, opened the door and let them free.
The rest of that summer just wasn't the same.
( , Mon 10 Dec 2007, 21:58, Reply)
When I was 10 years old, me and my little brother found some baby hares while playing near some bushes. We brought them home to show our parents who were cool about keeping them.
In the excitement, our dog turns up to see what's going on and sniff at the little fluffy balls.
Much to our surprise, the motherly instinct of the bitch took over and it started licking and playing with them. Our circle of furry friends was getting bigger, we were living the dream of 10 years old kids.
We had a special shoe box full of cotton for them to sleep at night but during the day, we would put them with the dog for a nap while we were playing outside. We decided that the dog was safe enough so they spent the night with it and all was well...
All was well for 3 nights until one morning, armed with a bunch of carrots to feed the little buggers, we only found a sleeping dog. Not a trace of the baby hares.
To this day, I hope the dog decided that they were big enough for the wild, opened the door and let them free.
The rest of that summer just wasn't the same.
( , Mon 10 Dec 2007, 21:58, Reply)
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