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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Bubbles the cat, and Patches the guinea pig.Are just two of the many pets I've had,and will tell you about.
This won't be long,but what the hell.
Anyway, Bubbles is a gorgeous tabby- although he does have a large head. He's a wonderful fella,bless him,although he is prone to bouts of complete and utter stupidity.
One such tale goes thusly: 'Twas a dark and stormy Sunday, and the folks and I were settling down with a mug of cocoa to watch that lovely John Craven on Countryfile. We're sipping away, watching with wonder at the green and pleasantness on our television,when we're suddenly made aware of a movement in the corner of the room. We look over to see Bubbles,very proudly sitting on top of a gurt big blackbird. A blackbird which was very much alive,and intent on making a bid for freedom- however, it just ended up flapping 'round the front room, screeching like a harpy.
My second story concerns one of my ex-guinea pigs- a lovely little guy called Pathces, so called because of the multi-coloured patches of fur. Anyway, it was the day I'd brought him home,and he was extremely twitchy and skittish. He was settled in the crook of my arm- although only just. Anyway, I was sat in the conservatory with him,and I took my hand away to scratch my nose.Big mistake. With no warning at all,the furry devil leapt out of my arms,ran helter-skelter across the floor,and ran behind the boiler. Took us three sodding hours to get him out.
Please be gentle- it's my first post.
(, Thu 14 Jun 2007, 0:34, Reply)
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