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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We killed our son's rabbit in purposeWe go to buy this rabbit for our 6 yr old son. 'Just a small one please', we ask the wily pet shop owner.
"I have just the thing", he says. "These are 'micro-rabbits'. They are bred never to get bigger than a squirrel.
Excellent, we buy a small cage and all the rest and go home.
2 months later, we have the biggest freaking rabbit in history. It's the size of a small dog and can't turn around in the cage so it shits everywhere and kicks it out the sides.
So, I buy some chicken wire and wood from the hardware store and MAKE and big rabbit cage in my son's room. I have to buy special matting as it has neon yellow piss which stains the carpet. It chews through the TV cable. It chews through the corner of his bed.
I start to hate it.
It smells.
I spray it with Febreze.
It starts to hate me.
I get allergic to it, especially once a week when I have to clean out the monster cage with freaking white fluff flying into my hair and up my nose. Would my son help? No bloody way.
It has to go.
I put an ad in the paper - no takers for a monster white rabbit with neon piss.
We enquire at the vets - $90 for the lethal injection, $110 for cremation. WTF?
I sneak it out of the house in my jacket and we go to the forest. Bye bye rabbit.
Hopefully she got a good seeing to by a wild male rabbit before a hawk spotted a huge white meal and swooped down.
No guilt, just a clean house.
(, Tue 12 Jun 2007, 16:51, Reply)
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