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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AllsortsMy black and white cat, so name due to licorice Allsorts being black and white, well I was only ickle!
Allsorts was one of the 4 kittens in our old cat Mitzys liiter, got rid of her due to being the spawn of satan (loved my Dad though). The other kittens were Whiskers (Also kept him, Allsorts HATED him but he was whimp), katie (had a gammy leg, vet tied a piece of string round it so it just 'dropped off) and smokey, due to her being the most gorgeous smokey grey colour.
I had lots of pets when I was little, but I have the fondest memories of Allsorts. Including his 'mad half hours' which consisted of him running around the house like a lunatic before collapsing in a giant heap and purring like mad. The time we went frantic looking for him and eventually found him purring happily underneath the kitchen units when he had crawled under the loose skirting.
Sadly when my Mum became ill, I had to live with my Aunt cos my dad was working. We used to stop by the house on the way to school (I was 11) and allsort would be left outside, meowing at the glass door to be let in (he was always let out at night and would always be waiting to be let in the next morning). My aunt would never let him in and it broke my heart to see him abandoned so I gave him to the nurse at the Hospice my mum was at, who had lots of other cats.
When I get my own place, Im getting a black and white cat called Allsorts the second.
(, Sun 10 Jun 2007, 17:39, Reply)
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