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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WhiskyOur rescue cat, is great. She talks as she comes in, talks all the way through when you are watching TV. But her worst habbit is presents.
I've had, among other things in the last 2 years
A pair of leather gloves form next door
2 wedding ring
A old white towel that looked scarily like the one we buried our rabbit in
But the worst is about 2 weeks ago, when I woke up to find a fucking 10 inch rat on my pillow. It was still twitching, covered in blood, and she's sitting there, behind it, proud as punch. I screamed and ran - my biggest fear in the world is being eaten by rats.
I now know she remembers this, and will use it against me the next time I get out the cat carrier for a trip to the vet...
(, Sun 10 Jun 2007, 17:37, Reply)
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