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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Third post this questionCan't let this pass without mentioning our cat Bill
Who just turned up from nowhere; he got his name from going to the vet to be 'done' (the show-off Aussie vet gave him a vasectomy) He was brilliant at climbing but you often had to help him down. Ladders was ok (if he saw one he HAD to climb it!) but trees could be trickier...
Mum also had a Brussels Griffon dog called Buttons.
Being short in the leg she often needed carrying when out for long walks (the dog, NOT Mum!) I remember walking around Bodmin with her looking out of my canvas shoulder bag taking great delight in seeing more than peoples ankles!
(, Tue 12 Jun 2007, 9:23, Reply)
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