Pet Stories
When 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.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
When 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.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
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My friend's dog...
...was a somewhat aggressive Basset hound who used to help himself to all sorts of things, including bags of crisps gained on occasional raiding runs to the local pub.
On one occasion he managed to procure a Mars bar and, in the struggle to get it away from him, swallowed the entire thing, wrapper and all.
About a day later we were astonished to find the offending, fully wrapped Mars in the garden, having passed intact through Henry. We had to persuade my friend's dad not to give it a wash and save it for an unwelcome guest at a later date.
( , Mon 11 Jun 2007, 20:50, Reply)
...was a somewhat aggressive Basset hound who used to help himself to all sorts of things, including bags of crisps gained on occasional raiding runs to the local pub.
On one occasion he managed to procure a Mars bar and, in the struggle to get it away from him, swallowed the entire thing, wrapper and all.
About a day later we were astonished to find the offending, fully wrapped Mars in the garden, having passed intact through Henry. We had to persuade my friend's dad not to give it a wash and save it for an unwelcome guest at a later date.
( , Mon 11 Jun 2007, 20:50, Reply)
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