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Originally Posted by coolcat
Molly in her new favourite box  |
When I was young we had a (psycho) cat, my father got it off a farmer as a kitten. If we got a box I'd cut windows in it, the cat would go in. If you scratched the side of the box a paw would shoot out and feel around the window. My aunt and uncle were visiting, my uncle stuck his hand through a window "who's in here?". He let out a roar, pulled his hand back with the box and cat hanging off it
The cat loved the dog we had but we were nothing more than a convenient source of food.