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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Another weird cat.
I used to have a very fat and grumpy cat called Felix. Every afternoon he'd climb up a tree to the roof of the garage and then sit outside my window and scream his lungs out to be let in. If no one was home, he was trapped on the hot roof without any way of getting down. I'd let him in when I came from school, he'd take a stroll around the house, pee in a bookshelf or in the shower, eat some catfood and then walk around and scream and make noises until someone let him out again. He did the same thing every day for many years and he spent about one hour per day inside the house until he (finally)was run over by a car. I can't really understand why I didn't just leave him on the roof...
( , Thu 14 Jun 2007, 23:59, Reply)
I used to have a very fat and grumpy cat called Felix. Every afternoon he'd climb up a tree to the roof of the garage and then sit outside my window and scream his lungs out to be let in. If no one was home, he was trapped on the hot roof without any way of getting down. I'd let him in when I came from school, he'd take a stroll around the house, pee in a bookshelf or in the shower, eat some catfood and then walk around and scream and make noises until someone let him out again. He did the same thing every day for many years and he spent about one hour per day inside the house until he (finally)was run over by a car. I can't really understand why I didn't just leave him on the roof...
( , Thu 14 Jun 2007, 23:59, Reply)
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