Yeah, I've stepped in squishy cat puke too.
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Or if you're lucky enough to have an outdoor or indoor/outdoor kitteh...partial squirrels, torn open bunny rabbits, headless chipmunks and so on.Oh, the joys of being given half a mouse!
I had a cat who brought me a rabbit one Easter morning. It's not funny that it died, but nevertheless it's still pretty funny waking up on Easter morning with your cat having that super cute and super adorable "look what I brought you mommy!" look their eyes and their gift to you is the Easter Bunny.Or if you're lucky enough to have an outdoor or indoor/outdoor kitteh...partial squirrels, torn open bunny rabbits, headless chipmunks and so on.
That was terribly irresponsible. I compost my dead cats.I ran over someone's cat this morning. It ran out from behind a parked truck and right under my tire. I can't tell if it was stupid or suicidal.
I keep a grocery bag in the trunk of my car in case I have to stop for something so I chucked it in there, and then heaved it in the dumpster at work. I figure it's better for some little kid to think Fluffy ran away than to see him flattened at Christmas.
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OMG! That's terrible!I keep a grocery bag in the trunk of my car in case I have to stop for something so I chucked it in there, and then heaved it in the dumpster at work. I figure it's better for some little kid to think Fluffy ran away than to see him flattened at Christmas.
OMG! That's terrible!
You could have at least apologized to them so they know what happened to their child.
Many people do consider their cat (or their dog) to be one of their kids.Uh, I said cat.
Many people do consider their cat (or their dog) to be one of their kids.
I know you're usually tongue in cheek and all, so I may be taking this wrong, but I do consider my dog to be my child. I even take her on car rides with me, I get her burgers and ice cream to eat, and I get her lots of toys. If something happened to her, I'd be devastated.Comparing a dog to a kid is like comparing a penny to Fort Knox. You'd have to be an oblivious, brain dead, mouth breathing drool bag to in any way consider it an accurate representation of facts.