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[EagleAce]

My mom sent me this:


Take control of your cat, you never know what they'll bring into the house.


YOU'VE GOTTA SEE THIS!!!


One week after being born, six baby skunks were abandoned by their mother. Luckily, we had just weaned five kittens off of our resident farm cat a day before and hoped that perhaps she might take them on as her own. She was reluctant at first, but she let them nurse; a positive sign. Two weeks have gone by and the six little "Stinkers" are thriving and their new mom couldn't be happier. She has become quite devoted to them and even carries them around to show them off to visitors

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[Emax]

Just make sure she treats them really nice. Pissing them off would be a disaster!

[mmsa]

My dad said he had a pet skunk when he was a kid. He had the scent glans removed and was a great pet, so he said.

[Allan]

My cat has brought me snakes before!

[Lift Dinosaur]

Speaking of cats...


Subject: Why dogs are better pets


"Excerpts from a Dog's Diary"
>8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
>9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
>9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
>10:30am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
>12:00pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
>1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
>3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
>5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
>7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
>8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
>11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

"Excerpts from a Cat's Diary"
>Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre
>little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the
>other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I
>make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat
>something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me
>going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again
>vomit on the carpet.
>
>Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I
>had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly
>demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending
>comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards! There was some
>sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary
>confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the
>noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the
>power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to
>my advantage.
>
>Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my
>tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this
>again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the
>other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special
>privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing
>to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant.
>I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he
>reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him
>in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now...


Dino