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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As the owner of four cats, I'm witness to lots of lunacy...
I'm convinced one of them in particular is out of his mind. He has a habit of coming up to us and meowing frantically, Lassie style, as if there's a small child stuck in a well somewhere and only we can help. For the first year, I always followed him, thinking perhaps something happened to his sister, but there's never been anything.
He also meows randomly and desperately at the walls and the corners, and tries to climb onto the ceiling from the top of the cat tree. He hasn't figured out yet that gravity works against him.
He also loves to steal my boyfriend's socks. We regularly find piles of them in the living room. The thing is, he doesn't hide them. He simply chews on them a bit, drags them two feet from where they already were, and goes off to find more.
We have a cat tree, with four "stories." The top one is open, and the second highest one is a tube. He makes a habit of running in circles (upside down stuck to the top of the tube section, then over the top) around the top two layers psychotically. I wish I had it on tape.
I took in this cat and his sister when they were about 6 months old, from my brother who couldn't keep them, and when I ask him about the cat's strange behavior, his only excuse is that they "grew up in the ceiling."
This is the wee lunatic helping me with my homework:
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:47, Reply)
I'm convinced one of them in particular is out of his mind. He has a habit of coming up to us and meowing frantically, Lassie style, as if there's a small child stuck in a well somewhere and only we can help. For the first year, I always followed him, thinking perhaps something happened to his sister, but there's never been anything.
He also meows randomly and desperately at the walls and the corners, and tries to climb onto the ceiling from the top of the cat tree. He hasn't figured out yet that gravity works against him.
He also loves to steal my boyfriend's socks. We regularly find piles of them in the living room. The thing is, he doesn't hide them. He simply chews on them a bit, drags them two feet from where they already were, and goes off to find more.
We have a cat tree, with four "stories." The top one is open, and the second highest one is a tube. He makes a habit of running in circles (upside down stuck to the top of the tube section, then over the top) around the top two layers psychotically. I wish I had it on tape.
I took in this cat and his sister when they were about 6 months old, from my brother who couldn't keep them, and when I ask him about the cat's strange behavior, his only excuse is that they "grew up in the ceiling."
This is the wee lunatic helping me with my homework:
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:47, Reply)
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