Pet Stories
When 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.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
When 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.
( , Fri 8 Jun 2007, 9:15)
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TheFlyingGerbil - we had Russian Dwarf Hamsters too and had the same experience as you. Ours were called Boxer and Biter - when you put your hand in the cage Biter always bit your fingers while Boxer would stand there waving his front paws like a mini pugilist. Anyhoo one day and realised for the past day or two we had only ever seen one hamster at a time for a couple of days. We found the half eaten corpse of Boxer under the bedding.
We had a normal hamster too who went for a wander one day round the room, couldn't find him, daughter opens the door to the kitchen to be greeted by an almighty SQUEEEEEEEEK - little bugger had been climbing up the gap between the door and the frame and was now suspended halfway up the door by one paw. Mind you, he did have a habit of climbing the curtains and falling off, hitting the TV, the shelf and then the floor before shooting off for more trouble.
( , Thu 14 Jun 2007, 20:35, Reply)
TheFlyingGerbil - we had Russian Dwarf Hamsters too and had the same experience as you. Ours were called Boxer and Biter - when you put your hand in the cage Biter always bit your fingers while Boxer would stand there waving his front paws like a mini pugilist. Anyhoo one day and realised for the past day or two we had only ever seen one hamster at a time for a couple of days. We found the half eaten corpse of Boxer under the bedding.
We had a normal hamster too who went for a wander one day round the room, couldn't find him, daughter opens the door to the kitchen to be greeted by an almighty SQUEEEEEEEEK - little bugger had been climbing up the gap between the door and the frame and was now suspended halfway up the door by one paw. Mind you, he did have a habit of climbing the curtains and falling off, hitting the TV, the shelf and then the floor before shooting off for more trouble.
( , Thu 14 Jun 2007, 20:35, Reply)
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