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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The FearMight have posted this one before bur can't be arsed to dig through the archives.
I used to share a flat with a bunch of crazy people. Hippies mainly, but still crazy.
So one night I was having a relaxing, stoned bath. Candles, music and big spliff in a mega-hot bath. It was bliss.
Then, suddenly, the bathroom door opened and a hand stretched over the bath and dropped the house cat on me and then slammed shut. The slamming blew out the candles and plunged me into pitch blackness.
Cat, finding itself suddenly plunged into hot water, went ballistic and clawed the shit out of my thighs, stomach and face (thankfully missing my wedding tackle).
For some reason this incident gave me a phobia about baths for about 5 years. I just couldn't relax in one so it was showers only. Took a long time to get over that I can tell you.
Cheers
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Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 16:29,
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