A couple of years ago, my mum walked outside and found a goldfish on the back door mat. We don’t own any goldfish so we thought that was weird. So she put in a tissue and threw it away in the bin. Days later the same thing happened again. We put two and two together and realised that it was probably our cat leaving us presents on the doorstep!
Now, since we don’t own a goldfish pond, and neither does anyone in our street, we needed to find out where he was getting the fish from. My mum went for a walk around the block, and found out that our cat had been going across the back fence, across the road and into someone’s pond, then bringing the goldfish back again. Luckily, he didn’t do it any more times after that, otherwise our neighbours may have not had any fish left.
Our cat has also gotten into someone’s compost bin and brought home a half eaten scone, bread, and a piklet (don’t ask) over numerous occasions because he loves bread, so he thought we would too. He also caught a big rat one time (sorry Mitch), so that was really cute.
I don’t remember the full story, but when I was in preschool, we had a pet rat in a cage. One day, someone forgot to close the cage and it escaped. We all scurried on tip of tables, chairs, anything to keep us from touching the table. Unluckily, I kinda had a little accident. I was afraid to get mysself bitten, silly me. After the comotion, things were okay again, though we never figured out who forgot to close the cage.
That reminds me of a similar story I had back in fifth grade, TSS. The homeroom across the hall from us had a pet guinea pig, or gerbil, or something, I think guinea pig. Anyways, the teacher often let it loose in the classroom as long as the classroom door was closed, but of course one day, somehow or other it got out of the classroom nonetheless. Well, we found it in our classroom, and we didn’t really know what to do about it, but our teacher had a brilliant idea. So all us little fifth-graders huddled around his computer and giggled our little fifth-grade heads off as he typed out a letter in the font “Ransom” reading something to the effect of “If you ever want to see your rat again, leave three pizzas outside our door.” And someone went and slipped it underneath the door of the other classroom.
We never did get the pizzas, though, and eventually our kind-heartedness won out and we returned the guinea pig.
Well, here’s one: A lady I saw on Antiques Roadshow had a drawing of Bugs Bunny drawn by Chuck Jones.
Jones actually knew her parents and did the drawing on her parent’s kitchen table in only 15 minutes. Man, what I wouldn’t give to be the owner of that. I think it was worth 18 thousand dollars.
Here is another good story: I play the Florida Lotto every once in a while. Like many lotto games you have to match 6 numbers to win the jack pot. Well last weekend I managed to get two of the numbers and the other four were all one number off.
He also caught a big rat one time (sorry Mitch), so that was really cute.
And someone went and slipped it underneath the door of the other classroom.
