my cat (the real one, not the bee jee) crawled into a holly bush and never came out again.and her name was holly.
thats actually true, it fuckin sad.but you gota appreciate the irony
SHIT!i never realised until i wrote it down then that that makes no sense, surely we woulda just got her out the holly bush?and that would mean her corpse still there....buga, i guessin my parents just told me that happened(i was like 5 at the time),they must have hidden the body and everything.Aw man i'd actually believed that for all these years!wow...i feel so stupid, id just never thought about it.
I have a picture of me, being a little over a year old in diapers, holding a little puppy german shepard by the name of Moose... fast forward to me being 4 or 5 and finding out my puppy got flattened by a tractor-trailer... Runned over by fucking SEMI TRUCK AND TRAILER... ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.......... :mellow: :angry:
oh no....
thats rather excessive....thats alot of wheels for one cat
you've really put it into perspective, at least my cat died with dignity, doing the thing she loved (yes my cat loved holly ok!)
i had a guinea pig that died of a stroke and was just twitching for hours though.i used to stay up at night crying over that bloody guinea pig.i always blamed next doors cat for that, im sure it scared the poor bastard.