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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whenmy friend sarah lost her dad, she was only 6. in order to cheer her up, which was do-able at that age, her mother bought her a hamster.
the next day, sarah ran gleefully downstairs to play with her new pet. only to discover it had escaped in the night. not content with that, it had fallen into the big fishbowl underneath and drowned.
not content with THAT, the corpse had bloated and swollen and poisoned the fish. which were floating on the surface.
so this poor eager little 6 year old ran happily into the room to play with her pets. only to be greeted with a floating bowl of death. shame.
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rachelswipe with a fork, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 16:36,
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