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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mac and bobmac - aka mcqueen. named after his insistence as a kitten to get the hell out of the house through any means possible, including stowing away in a shopping bag (until we heard the mewing in the boot).
as soon as he got out, he a-started the killin'. anything you can think of, we've had it skinned and left in the kitchen. despite the bipolar disorder, he is a great cat, is still with us, and has the uncanny knack of being so friendly and laidback that he has converted many people to liking cats.
bob - aka bobafet (my brother named him). polar opposite of his brother. as mac moved further up the killing ranks, bob brought in worms, bugs, then elastic bands. but he was a truly lovely cat. a bit nervous, but terribly affectionate, but he hated my dad and the feeling was mutual. the rest of us loved him, but, again, some tosser in a car.
(, Wed 13 Jun 2007, 19:46, Reply)
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