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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Cat called Sox, living with my dad on the canal boatMoored up one evening, socks was showing off to a nearby, prospective suitor, by showing her prowess at jumping from the boat, to the bank, to the boat again and so on. Without the mog realising, the boat drifted away from the bank (only a foor or so as it was moored up), and the cat nonchalantly leaped effortlessly....into the side of the boat before sliding, gracelessly into the water. Water 1, cat 0.
Sox again. Having had kittens on the boat, and kittens being: a) very inquisitive, b) very silly, they provided hours of edge of seat amusement, as they would stroll along the narrow edge of the boat as we pootled down the canal. One kitten got a bit too cocky, and strolled right of the back of the boat, as we were racing down the canal, at maybe 4 mph. 'Oh noes!' I exclaimed, and we started to stop the boat (not an instant process with 10 tons of boat). Sox, on the other hand, knew instinctively what to do, and hurled herself into the drink, swam over to the floundering mini mog and, grasping its collar in her teeth, dragged it to safety on the bank. What an awsome cat she was.
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LemonEntryMyDearWatson This time, Moriarty, the hand is on the other foot, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 15:06,
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