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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Two for one here
A few years back, we found a kitten in the back garden. It had no collar, so mom said the twins could have it since I already had a dog. You see where this is going? Wrong!
My brothers, being about 6 at the tine, decided to give it a bath. They couldn't reach the bathroom sink, so they used the next best thing. The toilet. Needless to say, the poor mite drowned in a flurry of flushes.
I just wish I had been there. I nearly pissed myself laughing when I got home. Then again, I never was much of a cat person.
Okay, second one. Also pet-wash related.
When my girlfriend was nine, she had a fat hamster called Lottie. She was determined to be a responsible young girl and look after it properly.
So, she went to the bathroom (she could reach the sink), put the hamster in the sink and filled said sink with warm water and soap. As the sink was filling, poor Lottie was trying to get out, being a hamster with tiny hamster claws she kept slipping back into the rising soapy water.
Eventually, she gave up and her eyes bulged and she shat herself to death. The hamster, not my girlfriend.
( , Mon 10 Dec 2007, 22:17, Reply)
A few years back, we found a kitten in the back garden. It had no collar, so mom said the twins could have it since I already had a dog. You see where this is going? Wrong!
My brothers, being about 6 at the tine, decided to give it a bath. They couldn't reach the bathroom sink, so they used the next best thing. The toilet. Needless to say, the poor mite drowned in a flurry of flushes.
I just wish I had been there. I nearly pissed myself laughing when I got home. Then again, I never was much of a cat person.
Okay, second one. Also pet-wash related.
When my girlfriend was nine, she had a fat hamster called Lottie. She was determined to be a responsible young girl and look after it properly.
So, she went to the bathroom (she could reach the sink), put the hamster in the sink and filled said sink with warm water and soap. As the sink was filling, poor Lottie was trying to get out, being a hamster with tiny hamster claws she kept slipping back into the rising soapy water.
Eventually, she gave up and her eyes bulged and she shat herself to death. The hamster, not my girlfriend.
( , Mon 10 Dec 2007, 22:17, Reply)
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