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Time the little darlings learnt not to tease the cat, and to be better behaved.The occupants own a ginger cat (not sure if being ginger is relevant), which is always in the front garden, kids are young and (relatively) uncontrollable as 3-6 year olds are. No matter how many times i tell them to stop teasing the cat.
The cat is in it's garden, and you are responsible for the kids. teaching them right and wrong is also your responsibility, at least when walking them to school. What would you say if they decided to throw stones at the cat? or next doors dog?
I have a 2 nearly 3 year old boy who used to go up and try to kick cats / dogs etc - he has learnt by being shown the correct way to be with animals and is now gentle towards them - yes he wants to "rah" at them sometimes, but mostly he is pretty good and as he gets older I would like to think he would always love and respect animals. Its part of him becoming a kind, well mannered caring human being.
People who hate or "don't like" animals are usually people who spend their time slagging off people and the world in general. I love animals and yes some of them can be pesky at times in that they have to find somewhere to censored and they cant read so they go in someone elses garden.
I was going to meet my Mum and sister at Cricket St Thomas one very hot summers day, together with my (now ex) husband and son.
There is a miniature railway you can catch to take you round the grounds. We were waiting at the station next to the main house. There were no seats to sit one and as we had already been there for some time I was tired and sat on a low wall beneathh some trees.
Suddenly I had this feeling as if someone had poured hot sticky treacle over my head, except that it didn't smell as nice.
There was a white peacock in the tree above me and it had poohed on me. The amount of pooh that comes out of one of these birds is unbelievable .
This is not the end. Hubby and son go off to meet family, I go to de-pooh myself. The toilets have two doors in between which are the handbasins. This is the first time I have experienced loos where the gents have a queue and not the ladies. The gents queue is immediately outside the ladies loo doors.
I had to completely strip of to the waist to wash my top and bra, and immerse my head in warm water to get rid of the worst. Every time anyone entered (through either door) the men's queue got an eyeful . To top it all women were trying to use the basin I was cleaning myself up in to wash their hands and any explanation from me resulted in me being treated like a complete loony . By the time I got back to the station the very hot weather had almost dried me. Just as well 'cos I looked as if I was in a wet teeshirt competition .
Back on thread, keep the little dears under control. Cats are a law unto themselves, there's nowt you can do about them. And I'm not a cat lover either.