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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night owl.i used to have a cat, and night owl was his name, this is his story.
a long time ago, on a certain day at a certain time, there was a young man and his family who had been hearing an owl schreeching in the bushes next of their house, all night long. it in not uncommon for owls to schreech all night long, thought the young man to himself, it is however, uncommon for it to schreech during the early hours of day. some time passed, and the young man's mother went outside to investigate the rather peculiar schreeching. as it turned out, the owl was not an owl at all, it was in fact, a kitten! the family nurtured the young kitten, and fed it like it was their own, even though the mother was allergic to cats. some time later, the cat had started his life outside the house, as he felt good there (and kept all the other bastard cats out) and never came indoors again. it even made friends with the young man's parrot, wich is quite unusual for a cat. then the family decided to move, and the cat decided not to come, and started a new life with the family's neighbour.
that is the story of my cat.
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Mr. Johnson, Sat 9 Jun 2007, 8:09,
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