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 used to have a cat called GarfeildYes, he was a big ginger tom with huge eyes and ate lasagne. When I moved from Portsmouth to the countryside in Hedge End I lost him one day. The place I lived in was a building site, they were just putting up loads of new houses. It was very unusual for him not to be around as he was a pathetic lap cat and loved people petting him. I was seriously worried after about 10 days and thougth he'd run away. Thing is I went round all the neighbouring roads calling "Garfield, Garfield" like a stupid idiot. Anyway I got a call at work after 2 weeks from the builders to say that they could hear some faint mewoing below a driveway they'd put in previously, so I told them to dig it up, and lo and behold, out came the blasted cat. It was very wobbly and thin but obviously very pleased to see me, so I scooped him up and nursed him like a baby for a few days to get his strength back.
He died 5 years ago and I cried for days.
Sad story :-(
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Tiggy the diver, Sun 10 Jun 2007, 15:30,
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