What's the most horrific thing you've seen?
What is going on?
Lightguy was walking home when he saw a fox eating a cat. As he watched, it threw up on the cat and then continued eating, having doused it in its own marinade.
Only this morning, Rachelswipe saw a tramp hock up a bright green loogy, only for a pigeon to hop over on its withered stumps and peck it up joyfully.
Are these the end times? What horrible stuff have you seen recently?
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 10:36)
What is going on?
Lightguy was walking home when he saw a fox eating a cat. As he watched, it threw up on the cat and then continued eating, having doused it in its own marinade.
Only this morning, Rachelswipe saw a tramp hock up a bright green loogy, only for a pigeon to hop over on its withered stumps and peck it up joyfully.
Are these the end times? What horrible stuff have you seen recently?
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 10:36)
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Birthday party fun
I was turning 9, as I remember it. None of my friends had yet arrived, and we were putting up balloons by the side of the house. I went in to the back yard for some more balloons, and glanced at the pigeons that had collected under our birdfeeder. (Pigeons are far too large to use most birdfeeders, but they are happy to pick up dropped bits and pieces from under them.)
Out from the bushes jumps our neighbours' fat, usually lethargic tabby cat. Who eats one of the birds. Right in front of me. Of course, a pigeon does not well fit into a cat's mouth, resulting in one wing remaining outside the cat, flapping frantically, and quite a sound. The cat ran off leaving a trail of blood and feathers. And part of a severed wing. We never bothered telling the neighbours, but we swept up the feathers and blood as best we could before guests arrived.
I can't remember sleeping that night.
( , Sat 23 Jun 2007, 4:37, Reply)
I was turning 9, as I remember it. None of my friends had yet arrived, and we were putting up balloons by the side of the house. I went in to the back yard for some more balloons, and glanced at the pigeons that had collected under our birdfeeder. (Pigeons are far too large to use most birdfeeders, but they are happy to pick up dropped bits and pieces from under them.)
Out from the bushes jumps our neighbours' fat, usually lethargic tabby cat. Who eats one of the birds. Right in front of me. Of course, a pigeon does not well fit into a cat's mouth, resulting in one wing remaining outside the cat, flapping frantically, and quite a sound. The cat ran off leaving a trail of blood and feathers. And part of a severed wing. We never bothered telling the neighbours, but we swept up the feathers and blood as best we could before guests arrived.
I can't remember sleeping that night.
( , Sat 23 Jun 2007, 4:37, Reply)
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