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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My step-dad told me this...Apparently a few years back, a friend of his found an injured goose in his back-yard.
It lived in his shed for a few days as it was nursed back to health and he'd take it food etc.
It got used to the sight of him and eventually would come into the house and wander round doing goose like things.
Apparently step-dad's mates' wife and kids weren't quite as keen on said goosey as husband/dad was. Which was demonstrated one day when my step-dad went to drop off some stuff for work.
Step-dad and mate are in the hallway, wife + kids in living room watching t.v. He ushered the goose into the living room.
10 seconds later wife + kids are screaming their lungs out and darting upstairs to safety.
Step-dad and mate roll on the floor laughing and reward goose for a job well done with dog-food.
(It loved the stuff.)
(, Wed 13 Jun 2007, 10:54, Reply)
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