Pet demise

Originally Posted by Bigblah

We used to have a family of cats at our old house -- a tabby and her two year-old offspring (one male, one female). One morning unbeknownst to us the male had climbed into the engine of our car, and when my mom turned the ignition there was a horrible thud as a fan blade smashed into its skull. It dropped to the floor dead, bleeding all over the garage. The mother cat made its way over, sniffed at it a few times, and walked away rather nonchalantly. It was sad to watch.

That is the most depressing thing I've read in a long time.

When she was a kid, my mom fed her cat a lot of rum cake. Actually, her and everyone at the birthday party did. The cat died, drunk and content, in the basement window.

Jesus Christ, this thread is depressing.

Jam it back in, in the dark.