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 grew up on a farmand once, in the farm buildings a feral cat made a nest and gave birth to a litter of kittens.
My mum and dad used to climb into the rafters to check on them every now and then, with the view to getting them to be tame.
until the day our dog ran up to the back door of the house, and vomited dead kittens at my mum's feet. She'd got into the nest and eaten the lot.
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mictoboy shitting in your cunt since, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 15:21,
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