Accidental animal crueltyI 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.
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rob, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 11:13)
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I killed Nemo!Well, if Nemo had been around in 1990! I was 10 years old and on hols with my dad and my sister, going back to my roots in Mauritius.
One day Dad decided that he would charter a shitty little boat out to the reef so that we could catch fish and barbeque them on the beach... yummers.
ANYWAY, we get in said floating shitmobile and head out to reef. Dad and pal catch lots of fishies, and yours truly feels sick as a fucking dog. What made it worse is that when they caught the fish they did not put them in a bucket or anything, oh no... they simply pulled them off the hooks and dropped them into the boat. So, I was seasick, boat bobbing about more than Jenna Jameson on a cock, and loads of weirdly coloured fish flapping about my feet.
I begged to go back to shore.
We get back to the beach and I pass out for a couple of hours. When I wake up I feel fab and I can see that Dad had put the fish in a big bucket of water. YAY! I can have a pet! I grabbed one of the tropical little fuckers and put it in a plastic bowl filled with water. I sat it next to me and watched it intently... I quickly got bored.
BRAINWAVE... I'll feed it! I grabbed some grass, and a twig from the carpark. I sit down and wrapping a blade of the good old green stuff around the twig, I shove it into the fish's gob. Wow, fishy eats! I waited and within ten seconds the fish exhales the grass like a reverse vacuum cleaner. Hehe, COOL. I do it again... and again... and again... and again... you get the picture. I just wanted to feed him. I had no idea what a hungry fish looked like!
Poor fucker must have thought he was at some sort of aquatic Auschwitz. He died after about an hour at my torturous hands. I cried.
But, he tasted good on a bed of cous cous.
(, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 16:38, Reply)
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