h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

your welcome Scorp

normal service might resume sometime this century with me, but don't bank on it

You people in Yorkshire are certainly interesting.

What's this about having cats in Leeds that are so fierce the postman won't deliver the mail?

can't afford trained guard dogsso go cheaper

Never mind the cats, the ferrets are the worst. Straight up yer trouser leg and nip whatever is at the top

Now you know why Yorkshiremen tie up the bottoms of their trouser legs with string!!!


GT

http://homepage.ntlworld.com/ferreter/hunting02.htm

It's rumoured that Madonna keeps ferrets; the mind boggles.

It's rumoured that Jonathon Ross keeps ferrets; I feel sad for the ferrets.

POWER TO THE FERRETS! I say.

I agree, I feelfor the ferrets being with either of them

I used to have a jet black flemish giant rabbit when I was younger and my uncle Brian kept ferrets. One day his ferrets got out and attacked our rabbits, my sisters rabbit died, my rabbit killed his ferrets

did it sit on them

he could have but more likely he kicked them and bit them, he was always abit difficult to handle from the word go. When we went to pick out the ones we wanted my sister picked an albino flemish giant and she called it dinky, it was anything but!! I saw a jet black one with jet black eyes and thats the one I picked, the woman stated that the black one was unsuitable for me to look after as it would bite anyone that went near it I picked it up and settled him in the crook of my arm and he was fine The woman went to take him off me to put in a carrier and he bit her so I did it. The only one who could handle him was me, he would bite anyone else. certainly my rabbit, I called him Inky

I have had similar experiences with pets as a kida good feeling eh!

It is but its also rather odd, A lad I knew who lived in the flats across the road from us had a dog called Rizla, he was a pit bull cross staff. He bit everyone he ever met. He never bit me or my kids tho, he would run in the house and make a leap for me if I was sitting in my chair, I'd have his paws on my shoulders and he would try and lick my face, his tail would be wagging like mad daft dog. He went up to his mums one day and left Rizla in the garden for a while, when they went to get him he had gone. We later learned that he had been used for dog fighting The police found him and because of the id chip were able to tell us what had happened.

Dog fighters want stringing up by the wotsits.


GT

no dog should be bred or used for anything like that - I'd shoot the ones responsible

I'll load the gun for you!


GT

Unfortunately it seems to be something that is on the increase Hopefully the penalties for commiting such a horrible offence will increase as well

Hope so, M'Dear!!



GT

What a sad story about that poor dog! How anyone can get enjoyment out of seeing two dogs set up to kill one another is beyond words, it's the lowest of the low.


I just wanted to say I had a giant white rabbit once, who was rather terrifying - he lived as a house rabbit for a while but had to be banned as he proved rather too good a guard. He 'fancied' my fluffy slippers, so would make a lunge for me if he saw me wearing them ( not funny having a large bunny attached to your shins ) The only way to distract him was by throwing a chocolate biscuit for him to eat. (his teeth and diet were the least of my worries)

He scared off all the neighbourhood cats, ate all the roses in my garden and the last notable thing he did was to have a fight with a fox one night. When we rushed into the garden to find out what all the noise was about, we discovered the rabbit, all covered with blood.

We took him inside, presumably about to die. He perked up, we wiped the blood off him and found that apart from a few missing claws, the blood didn't belong to him - it must have been the fox's. He lived for years after that!

http://www.flickr.com/photos/brickyard13/sets/72157602203668095/

I have guard bricks, only problem is:- they are slow to learn and you have to keep throwing them, to teach them because of their poor memories