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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ClarenceRunt of the litter. A somewhat deranged dog, who liked greeting you by jumping into your bath with you if you forgot to lock the door...
3 vaguely memorable incidents:
I'm about 10 or so, walking out of the library.
*whoosh* blur of Clarence.
*whoosh* blur of Clarence
Big rabble of people running after him, yelling lots.
Turns out my idle stepfather had accidently let him out, and he'd run to the butchers and the local shops to cause havoc. I am rather proud he managed to get *over* the butcher's desk and grab something and get back... So I join the running mob? No. I mutter something about lack of discipline and walk off...
The second incident can be summarised by my brother, who was about 8 at the time:
"MUMMY! Clarence has got your pink sausage thing again!"
He also liked jumping out of our window a lot, chasing after flying insects. We lived in a 3rd storey flat.
*thud*
*whimper*
*get up*
*run round and paw on the flat door to get back in*
*does it again*
I have forgotten the third incident. I shall add more as I remember.
(, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 16:03, Reply)
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