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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Nylon poopWe had been away at the beach for the weekend, upon arriving home my husband observed one of my dogs (Doberman – a REAL dog) was having trouble doing her ‘business’ up on the lawn, and there was something hanging out of her bum. Thinking she had eaten some seaweed and it was having trouble coming out, I donned the rubber gloves and grabbed some paper towels with which to grasp, pull and remove offending protrusion from doggies bottom and headed bravely towards ground zero.
Grabbing hold of dangling ‘stuff’ I started pulling – realising it was a bit longer than originally anticipated. Cacky brown in colour, yet strangely pliable. Hand over hand I bravely keep pulling. Suddenly something goes ‘twang’ and some of the lovely cacky brown stuff flings off, narrowly missing my head. I stare in bewilderment at the ‘crotch’ part of a pair of pantyhose. Yes. My dog had eaten a whole pair of pantyhose and it had gone through her digestive system, only to emerge in it’s entirety – one leg at a time - out the business end. I finished pulling them out and she scampered off, obviously pleased that was over.
I showed them to hubby, who enquired if I was going to wash them and use them again. I didn’t.
This dog was a digestive time bomb. I have other stories.
(She was diagnosed with bone cancer in April. Had to be put to sleep. I miss her)
(, Tue 12 Jun 2007, 0:55, Reply)
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