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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my nan's cat is bastard hardIt owns the neighbour hood, he can go where he likes when he likes and any other cat to cross him gets a braying.
In addtion to beating upon other cats it also likes to attack children and dogs. famously he had a doberman drag its owner down the street as it tried to get away from him. My aunts dog wasent safe either, it came at him snarling only to have an unflinching cat scratch him on the nose and chase him round the garden.
everyone in my family except me has been attcked by him, if you displease him he will bitch slap you ie: a hard paw swipe without claws. this is a warning shot his claws SCAR.
despite all this my favorite memory of him is as a kitten he would be best of friends with my nans dog*. To the point where he would jump on the dogs back and ride around on him like a horse all afternoon.
*curiously identical to the one on the dulux tin.
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willenium Fist bump for verification, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 19:19,
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