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I once witnessed my best friend savaged near to death by a flock of rampant killer sheep.

It's a kill-or-be-killed world out there and poor Steve Irwin never made it back alive. Tell us your tales of survival.

(, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
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Spike the Bastard
I have many stories about this little monster, and his sister, I should have known better the first time I saw him and he chewed my hair extensions to bits, emptied a waste basket all over the floor, stole my mate's cake off his plate and was generally a little bastard (he was 4 weeks old at this point)

The cat has a bin fetish, and will find anything he considers edible in any bin. Oh yes.

Me and the ex-Mr had been out for the evening. Little Spikey (at the tender age of 9 weeks) had been left in the house with a big bowl of food an water. We'd had him about 2 days, he was de-flead and happy.

We get home to find the bin in the bathroom all over the bathroom and hallway floor, along with four rolls of shredded bog roll.

Nice.

In the middle of the hallway floor was half a condom - the 'open' knotted end. The 'business' end was nowhere to be seen...

Cue 3 days of examining every bit of crap in the litter tray for bits of rubber and a VERY embarrassing trip to the vets.....

Never did find it

And he's still a bastard

His other habit was jumping onto your back claws in, and hanging on like one of those furry rucksacks. Cute when he was a kitten, not now he's a fully grown, hefty stone-plus bruiser.....

There are others, if I can get through the trauma to post them
(, Fri 25 Apr 2008, 13:42, Reply)

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