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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I've always beena 'cat person'. Not that I've anything against dogs or any other pets - just my family has always had cats and I've become rather used to their company. Now telling all the stories would take forever, so I won't recount in full the tale of Rufus who i taught to open doors, or of Nutmeg who managed to pull a pigeon bigger than her through the catflap and deposit it in the kitchen. Instead, I'll tell you about our current feline - Monty.
Now Monty is a ginger tom and he's been castrated; as such he's become something of a bloater (Seeing him superman through the catflap always amuses me) with a neurotic but soft as anything temperament. Unfortunately, he seemed to be at the back of the litter when brains were handed out - we've been treated to some truly spectacular displays of feline stupidity thanks to this old furball. My particular favourite being the day we got laminate flooring in our kitchen:
Now, Monty had gotten into the bad habit of jumping onto our kitchen counters and slapping us for food as we walked by. no matter how many times we shouted "NO!" or pushed him off, he didn't seem to be discouraged. Until I heard "skrrritch-scufflescufflescuffle-THUMP!" from the kitchen and headed downstairs to take a look. I was just in time to see our dopey mog attempting his usual leap to the kitchen counter. Unfortunately he hadn't accounted for the lack of traction 'twixt claws and laminate floor (We'd previously had carpet.) hence I see him coil up and pounce forward, but lose traction with his back legs upon takeoff (skrrritch) Monty still had enough bounce to make it towards the counter, but unfortunately lacked the necessary height so he wound up broadsiding it with his (not inconsiderable) gut and scrabbling for purchase with his front paws (scufflescufflescuffle) before falling straight on his arse (THUMP!) and walking off with the "Actually-I-meant-to-do-that-and-it's-just-coincidence-that-it-appeared-to-hurt" look.
Bless, wouldn't change him for the world :)
(, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 18:00, Reply)
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