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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Hagar the horrible.When i was younger we had a yorkie called Hagar. Lovely when he was younger but as he got older he started to live up to his name, lived to be 17 so by the end he was truly horrible. But we still loved him.
Dad lived up north so me, my bros and Hagar would visit in the hols. Driving along the motorway, in Dad's van, I'm in front with the dog on my lap with his head out the window. All of a sudden this greeny white thing flies out of the dogs mouth onto my jeans. On closer inspection it lookekd like a little dog mouth guard. It was actually plaque, would savage you if you tried to clean his teeth so we didn't, and it smelt really 'kin bad. Dad and i are both heaving from the smell and neither of us want to touch it. Hagar turns to see what the fuss is, has a sniff then wolfs it down. I've never seen my Dad go so green!
It's making me feel ill just typing this.
(, Mon 11 Jun 2007, 19:57, Reply)
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