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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hamster horrorVisiting the ex's parents, the subject of pets arose.
"Tell crackhouseceilidhband about your hamster you had when you were little," says his mum.
"I had a hamster when I was little," says the 6 foot 6, hairy ex.
"No, tell her what you called it," says his mum.
"I, er, can't remember..." says the ex.
"Yes you can," prompts his mum.
"Er, Jimmy" says the ex, nervously.
"No, what was his full name?" says his mum.
"Um, just Jimmy" mumbles the ex as the last vestiges of his manhood crumble.
"No dear," says his mum triumphantly. "You called him Little Jimmy Sweetheart, and you thought of that name all by yourself!"
Bless. Or vomit.
Oh, and he didn't find it funny when I kept phoning his mobile randomly for the next few weeks, singing "Little Jimmy Sweetheart" to the tune of "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang". I was laughing so hard I cried.
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crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Sun 10 Jun 2007, 2:04,
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