
I once knew a cat called Lenin. It got diarrhea so they renamed it Trotsky. Tell us the name of your pet - but only if you've got an amusing or interesting reason for it. Tiddles need not apply.
( , Wed 25 Feb 2004, 13:33)
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when I was in uni, called Psychorentboy.
He was an escapologist and an acrobat.
Example: I went away for a day, leaving him locked in his cage, which was well stocked up with food and water.
When I returned, all the food was gone, the cage door had been forced open and he had vanished.
I found him a few hours later. He had negotiated a locked door, two flights of stairs, a closed kitchen door and somehow managed to scale the sides of one of those great big plastic flip-top kitchen bins, dived in and was feasting on random crap in the bottom of the bin liner.
He was a great little hamster, up until he had a stroke and began vigorously gnawing away at his body.
He was rather messed up and I had to decapitate him. RIP Psychorentboy.
( , Thu 26 Feb 2004, 5:03, Reply)
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