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?
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( , 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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My Cat...
...first off, I love my cat. Although what I did to him was kind of harsh, and to this day, he has trust issues where i am concerned, the fat ginger bundle of matted fur has being a loyal companion for about 10 years now.
...anyway. My cat has always been the "eyes bigger than his belly" type, sniffing at or helping himself to anything that is on offer or just left un-attended for too long.
One day I had purchased some of those breath strips that looks like small sheets of plastic and dissolved on your tounge... his crying at me and sniffing of the box made me decide to call his bluff (all his fault y'see).
I broke a small peice of a strip of and placed it on his tounge..... for about 15 minutes he jumped around our back garden foaming at the mouth and sneezing....
His breath smelt lovely though
( , Wed 12 Dec 2007, 13:15, 3 replies)
...first off, I love my cat. Although what I did to him was kind of harsh, and to this day, he has trust issues where i am concerned, the fat ginger bundle of matted fur has being a loyal companion for about 10 years now.
...anyway. My cat has always been the "eyes bigger than his belly" type, sniffing at or helping himself to anything that is on offer or just left un-attended for too long.
One day I had purchased some of those breath strips that looks like small sheets of plastic and dissolved on your tounge... his crying at me and sniffing of the box made me decide to call his bluff (all his fault y'see).
I broke a small peice of a strip of and placed it on his tounge..... for about 15 minutes he jumped around our back garden foaming at the mouth and sneezing....
His breath smelt lovely though
( , Wed 12 Dec 2007, 13:15, 3 replies)
Pffft.
A friend of mine had a cat that was overly inquisitive about his Zippo lighter and kept wanting to sniff at the flame, so he gave the cat a closer look and singed off its whiskers. Apparently the cat spent the next couple of months sitting in the center of the room...
( , Wed 12 Dec 2007, 14:21, closed)
A friend of mine had a cat that was overly inquisitive about his Zippo lighter and kept wanting to sniff at the flame, so he gave the cat a closer look and singed off its whiskers. Apparently the cat spent the next couple of months sitting in the center of the room...
( , Wed 12 Dec 2007, 14:21, closed)
Similarly, my rat Clicquot would try to eat anything I gave to her,
except for one time when I thought I'd try her with a little piece of the extra strong mints I was eating. "Ooo, food! *om nom nom nom nom* ... *GLORT*"
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 0:16, closed)
except for one time when I thought I'd try her with a little piece of the extra strong mints I was eating. "Ooo, food! *om nom nom nom nom* ... *GLORT*"
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 0:16, closed)
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