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Name: Hiddy
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About 11 years ago, stupidly I wanted a kitten. Dont get me wrong, I love cats but I had to have a chinchilla persian.

Anyway, instead of trying to convince my husband I took him to a chinese restaurant and got him drunk. And I MEAN DRUNK. On the way home I "suggested" we stop at the Pet Shop (I had already seen the kitten there) and next minute you know, Im the proud owner of a chinchilla.

Its 11 years later, the cat bonded with him, hates me, drops hair everywhere and shits in the bathroom at regular intervals.

Half the time our floor looks like its been snowed on because of the white hair I am for ever vaccuuming up.
The moral of this story is, if you ever plan to do what I did, dont get a chinchilla or any sort of persian.
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Name: Deanna | Date: Nov 10th, 2006 2:23 PM
I've never seen a chinchilla cat. But your story reminds me of my late grandmother who wanted a teacup chihuahua. She managed to talk my grandpa into letting her have one and the way she did it was to wait until she had had a heart attack and told him it would help her with her breathing. She used her own money for Nikki. They got Nikki and Nikki hated Grandma but loved Grandpa. After about 4 years Grandma made Grandpa pay her back for Nikki. She said he stole his affections from her. We had a great time teasing Grandma about how Grandpa would sneak food to her dog so Nikki would love Grandpa more. Grandma was seriuos too she would get mad as a wet hen when you would say that Nikki loved Grandpa the most. It was so funny. 

Name: Lizzi | Date: Nov 10th, 2006 7:53 PM
Go figure! 

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