
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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including a very dim greyhound called Lofty...Never ever joined in playing ball games with her other dogs UNTIL playing with a baseball bat and ball he decides to participate the second my sister does a back swing with the bat whacking him in the teeth!!!
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 17:24, Reply)
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