Pet StoriesWhen 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.
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chthonic, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
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I've found your catMe and my brother were 10 and 8 and we loved our cat. One day it went missing and we went round the whole neighbourhood looking for it. After two days we photocopied leaflets offering a 5 quid reward and knocked on all the doors in the area. That night we got a phone call. "I've found your cat. Can you come round and get it?"
We were so excited. Went to this creepy old man's house. "It's in the garage," said he, opening the garage door. We looked around expecting to see the cat run out to greet us but we couldn't see it.
"I'll give you a bin bag to take it away in," continued the old man. That's when we saw the cat. Dead. Stiff as a brush. In a bucket.
The old guy even took our fiver until our Dad went round and threatened to give him the bucket treatment himself.
(, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 12:03, Reply)
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