Accidental animal cruelty
I once invented a brilliant game - I'd sit at the top of the stairs and throw cat biscuits to the bottom. My cat would eat them, then I'd shake the box, and he would run up the stairs for more biscuits. Then - of course - I'd throw a biscuit back down to the bottom. I kept this going for about half an hour, amused at my little game, and all was fine until the cat vomited. I felt absolutely dreadful.
Have you accidentally been cruel to an animal?
This question has been revived from way, way, way back on the b3ta messageboard when it was all fields round here.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 11:13)
I once invented a brilliant game - I'd sit at the top of the stairs and throw cat biscuits to the bottom. My cat would eat them, then I'd shake the box, and he would run up the stairs for more biscuits. Then - of course - I'd throw a biscuit back down to the bottom. I kept this going for about half an hour, amused at my little game, and all was fine until the cat vomited. I felt absolutely dreadful.
Have you accidentally been cruel to an animal?
This question has been revived from way, way, way back on the b3ta messageboard when it was all fields round here.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 11:13)
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oh the memories
apart from the usual kids being bastards and experimenting on slugs with salt etc, i was playing with a small (and even cute) frog. I liked it and did not intend to do it any harm... I knew it would not be welcome in my home so i took the responsibility to find it a new one. Passing a phone box i investigate inside. Pushing up the little door to the compartment where you get your change from i realise that its the perfect size to make a snug room for the little fella. Perfect, what more could he possibly want!! I slip him into he new luxury apartment, make shore he is safely tucked away then trundle off home feeling proud to of helped the little dude out.
Needless to say i forgot all about my kind deed, but often think what happen to a) the frog and b) the person who used the phone next.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 16:20, Reply)
apart from the usual kids being bastards and experimenting on slugs with salt etc, i was playing with a small (and even cute) frog. I liked it and did not intend to do it any harm... I knew it would not be welcome in my home so i took the responsibility to find it a new one. Passing a phone box i investigate inside. Pushing up the little door to the compartment where you get your change from i realise that its the perfect size to make a snug room for the little fella. Perfect, what more could he possibly want!! I slip him into he new luxury apartment, make shore he is safely tucked away then trundle off home feeling proud to of helped the little dude out.
Needless to say i forgot all about my kind deed, but often think what happen to a) the frog and b) the person who used the phone next.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 16:20, Reply)
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