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Here a cute topic please share your animal stories. For me this week I was walking to clear my head as I was anxious. I then seen this person walking her dog and following was this beautiful Siamese cat called Pimm’s. He was beautiful his eyes were like sapphires. I called him over to me and he ran over to me and I picked him up and he snuggled into my arms and purred loudly. The owner said everyday she walks her dog and Pimm’s her cat goes with them. She said he thinks he a dog. He loves people and affection and loves dogs even though they might not like him lol. That’s my story my cute animal story anyone else has one please share. 

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  • Our cat Boris is a hunter, when we got him as a kitten our other cat Tig, wasn't sure about him, so I told Tig to show the enthusiastic youngster where to go and what to do and on cold wet nights leave him to get on with it, whilst Tig stayed in doors in the warm, Tig agreed to this and thats what happened. When he first arrived he wound himself around the legs our greyhounds and decided when he grew up he wanted to be one of these big cats called greyhounds. Boris started to become a very good hunter, he'd bring back rodents for our inspection and we'd tell him how clever he was and swap them for a cat treat, he brought back birds a couple of times and was told off, shunned and ignored, he stopped catching birds, but then he came home with a rabbit, we were surprised and didn't quite know what to say to him, the greyhounds however did, they gently wagged at him and ruffled his fur with thier noses, so when he caught a rabbit again he took it straight to the dogs.

    A few years later and we'd miove house and got Fearn as a puppy, and a kitten called Bertie who was about one when Fearn arrived, they played together chasing eachother round the garden, Bertie would hide in a dip under a tree whilst Fearn still ran round thinking he must be ahead of her somewhere. Bertie looked wild in his dip, you could almost see the cartoon WW2 helmet on his head with his ears sticking out. When Fearn realised Bertie was hiding, she'd get toys and grag them in front of him trying to lure him out. When Fearn got to her first birthday Boris decided to teach her to hunt and started as he was taught, bring back dead things for her and showing her how to hit them where to grip them, she was an able pupil and things soon progressed, Boris was gradually teaching her more complex hunting skills, such as how to use your paws to oik things out from under things, the lessons stopped soon after as a dogs paws can't bend like a cats can. But Fearn will still only catch rodents as she was taught by Boris, she will chase rabbits if she see's one but dosent' kill them.

    Some years previously, Tig cat obviously noticed that I don't eat meat, somewhere in his catty brain he decided it was because I didn't know how to hunt, so he decided to teach me, the next few weeks were spent with Tig bringing me things in various stages of deadness always dropping them in the small hall. I ended up having to beat various rodents to death with a slipper until Tid was satisfied that I could hunt, I just didn't. 

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  • Our cat Boris is a hunter, when we got him as a kitten our other cat Tig, wasn't sure about him, so I told Tig to show the enthusiastic youngster where to go and what to do and on cold wet nights leave him to get on with it, whilst Tig stayed in doors in the warm, Tig agreed to this and thats what happened. When he first arrived he wound himself around the legs our greyhounds and decided when he grew up he wanted to be one of these big cats called greyhounds. Boris started to become a very good hunter, he'd bring back rodents for our inspection and we'd tell him how clever he was and swap them for a cat treat, he brought back birds a couple of times and was told off, shunned and ignored, he stopped catching birds, but then he came home with a rabbit, we were surprised and didn't quite know what to say to him, the greyhounds however did, they gently wagged at him and ruffled his fur with thier noses, so when he caught a rabbit again he took it straight to the dogs.

    A few years later and we'd miove house and got Fearn as a puppy, and a kitten called Bertie who was about one when Fearn arrived, they played together chasing eachother round the garden, Bertie would hide in a dip under a tree whilst Fearn still ran round thinking he must be ahead of her somewhere. Bertie looked wild in his dip, you could almost see the cartoon WW2 helmet on his head with his ears sticking out. When Fearn realised Bertie was hiding, she'd get toys and grag them in front of him trying to lure him out. When Fearn got to her first birthday Boris decided to teach her to hunt and started as he was taught, bring back dead things for her and showing her how to hit them where to grip them, she was an able pupil and things soon progressed, Boris was gradually teaching her more complex hunting skills, such as how to use your paws to oik things out from under things, the lessons stopped soon after as a dogs paws can't bend like a cats can. But Fearn will still only catch rodents as she was taught by Boris, she will chase rabbits if she see's one but dosent' kill them.

    Some years previously, Tig cat obviously noticed that I don't eat meat, somewhere in his catty brain he decided it was because I didn't know how to hunt, so he decided to teach me, the next few weeks were spent with Tig bringing me things in various stages of deadness always dropping them in the small hall. I ended up having to beat various rodents to death with a slipper until Tid was satisfied that I could hunt, I just didn't. 

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