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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Schipperkes and the laws of physics
I have a schipperke, a tailless cobby little jet-black dog. www.dogsindepth.com/nonsporting_dog_breeds/images/schipperke_kegs_h02.jpg Midnight will eat anything he can snarf off the carpet. I have long, waist length hair which ends up quite frequently in the carpet.
These two facts made the following inevitable: One day when we were out for a squat, he did his usual hunch over and poop. Tangled throughout were several strands of my hair, which didn't quite clear his bumhole. As he walks away, we both become aware he has a grape sized dingleberry hanging in the air.
He turns to see what the hell is knocking against his hocks and centrifugal force extends it out if his sight line slightly. He turns a little more quickly in order to catch it and said dingle flies straight out at the end of its tether. Now he's desperate to get whatever is pulling at his pucker and spins faster andfasternfastrnfstr until he's a black blur with a tiny orbiting poop-moon.
Exhausted, he staggers to a halt and glares at me as I continue to laugh like a loon. Newton's First Law of Motion ensures that the dingle is now stuck to his side. Newton's Second Law means it's really stuck, due to his mass. I have to carefully remove it without hurting his pride OR his bumhole.
He wouldn't acknowledge me for the rest of the day, thus proving Newton's Third Law of Motion.
( , Sat 9 Jun 2007, 20:39, Reply)
I have a schipperke, a tailless cobby little jet-black dog. www.dogsindepth.com/nonsporting_dog_breeds/images/schipperke_kegs_h02.jpg Midnight will eat anything he can snarf off the carpet. I have long, waist length hair which ends up quite frequently in the carpet.
These two facts made the following inevitable: One day when we were out for a squat, he did his usual hunch over and poop. Tangled throughout were several strands of my hair, which didn't quite clear his bumhole. As he walks away, we both become aware he has a grape sized dingleberry hanging in the air.
He turns to see what the hell is knocking against his hocks and centrifugal force extends it out if his sight line slightly. He turns a little more quickly in order to catch it and said dingle flies straight out at the end of its tether. Now he's desperate to get whatever is pulling at his pucker and spins faster andfasternfastrnfstr until he's a black blur with a tiny orbiting poop-moon.
Exhausted, he staggers to a halt and glares at me as I continue to laugh like a loon. Newton's First Law of Motion ensures that the dingle is now stuck to his side. Newton's Second Law means it's really stuck, due to his mass. I have to carefully remove it without hurting his pride OR his bumhole.
He wouldn't acknowledge me for the rest of the day, thus proving Newton's Third Law of Motion.
( , Sat 9 Jun 2007, 20:39, Reply)
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