Pet Stories
When 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.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
When 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.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
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Hamster death!
Two on my daughter:
She had a hamster, as most girls seem to do, who she loved and lavished attention on. In fairness to my daugher, she was really very good about feeding it and changing its cage, and had a gentle touch when it came to handling this little rat-wannabe. But apparently the hamster thought otherwise...
...as one morning she found that it had lodged its head very firmly between the bars of its cage and hung itself in the night.
But far worse was the fate of her friend Amanda's hamsters. Apparently she had at least one of each gender, for one of them got very fat and delivered a pile of wriggling little things one night. Amanda was ecstatic as she saw all these little teeny things growing up, day by day, imagining all the fun she would have with about a dozen of the little creatures.
They had run out of hamster food one night, so her mother shredded up some cabbage which she fed to the little nursing mother. Unfortunately it seems that cabbage has the same effect on hamsters that it has on us.
The lot of them died from suffocating in methane after farting all night.
Sadly, both of these stories are 100% accurate.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 16:57, Reply)
Two on my daughter:
She had a hamster, as most girls seem to do, who she loved and lavished attention on. In fairness to my daugher, she was really very good about feeding it and changing its cage, and had a gentle touch when it came to handling this little rat-wannabe. But apparently the hamster thought otherwise...
...as one morning she found that it had lodged its head very firmly between the bars of its cage and hung itself in the night.
But far worse was the fate of her friend Amanda's hamsters. Apparently she had at least one of each gender, for one of them got very fat and delivered a pile of wriggling little things one night. Amanda was ecstatic as she saw all these little teeny things growing up, day by day, imagining all the fun she would have with about a dozen of the little creatures.
They had run out of hamster food one night, so her mother shredded up some cabbage which she fed to the little nursing mother. Unfortunately it seems that cabbage has the same effect on hamsters that it has on us.
The lot of them died from suffocating in methane after farting all night.
Sadly, both of these stories are 100% accurate.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 16:57, Reply)
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