Pet Stories
When one of my cats was younger and a lot fatter, he came bowling in from the garden with an almighty crash. Looking slightly stunned, he'd arrived into the kitchen having ripped the cat flap from the door and was still wearing it as a cat-tutu. Did I mention he was quite fat?
In honour of Jake, a well loved cat, who died on Wednesday, tell us your pet stories and cheer us up.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
When one of my cats was younger and a lot fatter, he came bowling in from the garden with an almighty crash. Looking slightly stunned, he'd arrived into the kitchen having ripped the cat flap from the door and was still wearing it as a cat-tutu. Did I mention he was quite fat?
In honour of Jake, a well loved cat, who died on Wednesday, tell us your pet stories and cheer us up.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
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Next Door's Alsatian
We once had a little sweet kitten called Push. (actually, he was an ex-stray and hard as nails, he died attempting to rape a car.) My parents moved into my house and brought Push with them. After a few days my next door neighbour came and asked me if I could do him a favour. "Yeah Sure Len, what is it?" I replied.
"Could you let me know when you're going to let your cat out?" he asked. It's just that my dog's scared of it.
It transpired that his rock hard Alsatian called Tina (actually as soft as a pussy cat) had seen a new ginna in the neighbourhood and gone up to have a sniff and say hello. Push had taken exception to this and scratched Tina a few times. Every time Tina was let out she now cowered in the doorway wimpering in fear.
For the next six months we had to keep the cat in to allow the dog to have a poo.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:44, Reply)
We once had a little sweet kitten called Push. (actually, he was an ex-stray and hard as nails, he died attempting to rape a car.) My parents moved into my house and brought Push with them. After a few days my next door neighbour came and asked me if I could do him a favour. "Yeah Sure Len, what is it?" I replied.
"Could you let me know when you're going to let your cat out?" he asked. It's just that my dog's scared of it.
It transpired that his rock hard Alsatian called Tina (actually as soft as a pussy cat) had seen a new ginna in the neighbourhood and gone up to have a sniff and say hello. Push had taken exception to this and scratched Tina a few times. Every time Tina was let out she now cowered in the doorway wimpering in fear.
For the next six months we had to keep the cat in to allow the dog to have a poo.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:44, Reply)
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