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Hey /an/. Got any 'horrific' animal/nature stories?
I got some, maybe not horrific but still pretty twisted.

When I was 10, I found my dog running around my yard with the next door's rabbit in his mouth and thought he killed it. So I panicked and put the dead rabbit back in my neighbor's cage and later I saw them flip the fuck out when they found it. Turns out that the rabbit had died recently and my dog had dug it up.
A few years later when we moved, not even a week after we moved in and once again I found my dog running around with something dead in his mouth and it turned out to be a rotten dog corpse he dug up. I believe it was a poodle(a big one), but it was badly decomposed so I was never sure. I ended up re-burying it in the woods.

Then another time, my sister's cat brought home another cat. Which I believe she fought with and killed it because my sis's cat was pretty beat up herself. And this cat was bigger than her. And the last story I can think of is that my sister's cat killed our neighbor's chihuahua puppy. Blood fucking everywhere. Even though they shouldn't have left the little shit out there in a huge backyard with no fence, surrounded by woods that are filled with coyotes and hawks, I still felt shitty and helped my sister pay for a new puppy for them. The cat is dead now, got old.
>> Anonymous
sounds like a badass cat
>> Anonymous
lol i woulda loved to see the neighbour's reaction when they saw the rabbit back in the cage
>> Anonymous
>>82737
Gives a new meaning to "easter bunny"
>> Anonymous
>>82744
i loled
>> Anonymous
I hit a deer with my pickup. Split it right in half and did a number on my windshield.
Lol'd so hard because my mother was in the car and she had to get out to vomit.
>> Anonymous
a cat died on my doorstep. then the next day, there was a dead bird there.
>> Anonymous
>>82733
I LMFAO'd at the rabbit story.

One of my cats leaves disemboweled rodents around the yard. I almost ran over some squirrel guts with the lawnmower today.
>> Anonymous
OP pets are fucking crazy
>> Anonymous
oh, god, kill it with fire
>> That Gomez
My cousin's boyfriend had a story. Growing up, he was the only boy in his household, as his father split when he was born. His mother kept a nice garden out back that rabbits would constantly get into. When he was about six, his mother handed him a shovel and told him to kill the rabbit that was in the garden one day. Being a six year old boy, he didn't really want to kill the rabbit, so instead, he threw the shovel. Unfortunately, his aim was spot-on, because it landed with the spade down, severing the rabbit's head.

To this day rabbits still give him the creeps
>> Anonymous
op what the fuck is wrong with your pets
>> Anonymous
>>82807
>>82902

i have no idea what was 'wrong' with them. i think they were just acting like some animals do.
the pets i have now aren't as crazy, and my cats never bring me anything.
>> Anonymous
We used to have a Westie, but he was huge for a Westie. 25 lb of pure muscle. He used to drag my younger brother around the neighborhood for walks.

One day, he and a neighborhood cat got into a fight and my younger brother couldn't immediately separate them. He eventually did, but the dog and the cat made it quite clear to each other that this was unfinished business.

The next morning, we find a pile of bloody feathers next to our mail box, a trail of blood and feathers up our driveway, and a large dead bird by our door.
>> Anonymous
>>82834

When I was 10 I accidentally killed a bird with a frisbee. My friends wonder why I don't join them for ultimate...
>> Anonymous
>>83173
lol wut? so the cat killed the bird and put it there?
>> Anonymous
>>83187

As if to say "I know where you live."
>> Anonymous
>>83173
lol a cat version of the horse head
>> Anonymous
well... this is an animal story in one way.

When I was about seven years old, my big, black cat brought in a dead rat. Finding it kind of cute, I decided to keep it, so I put it in an open, plastic container, slid it under the bed and forgot all about it.

Weeks later, my mother started complaining about the smell, and at last I looked underneath the bed. The rat was partly gone, white bone showing in places. Now it wasn't as cute anymore, so I threw it out.

When my rabbit died when I was twelve, I couldn't bring myself to bury her, so I decided to just put the body in the bushes so that I could watch it every day when I went to school. It only stayed there for three days.
>> Anonymous
>>83227
Norman Bates Jr. in the making.
>> Anonymous
>>83227
did that once.
my bunny had died during the winter and i was pretty upset, and my dad usually was the one who would bury the dead animals(i had a shit ton them when i was a kid) but he didn't and he stayed in his cage for about three days.
then my friend came over and started making fun of me for it, so i forced him to bury it.
we were both lol'ing hard at it but as soon as he left my house i went into my room and cried like a pussy.
>> Anonymous
>>83231
:C
>> Anonymous
Bunny story sounds like Dickie Roberts Former Child Star.
>> animals & nature Anonymous
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This guy is really into beastiality
>> Anonymous
>>83231
pussies cry blood
>> Anonymous
>>83250

yeah, i knew it was from something, but i couldn't place it. i'm glad someone knew.
>> Anonymous
>>83251
Oh, look. I have a bear-d.
>> Anonymous
OP's bunny story is copypasta. I can tell because I saw it once in TV and because I've read plenty of copypasta in my time.
>> Anonymous
>>83280
OP here. not copypasta, it really happened whether you believe it or not.
coincidence?
>> Anonymous
We had a pet crow when I was one, until it stole my toenails. Dad didn't really appreciate that because the toenails were attached to my toes at the time.
*bonk* no more crow. Too bad.
>> Anonymous
This is sorta' an animal story...

Uh, I keep monitor lizards, right?

Well, my big male Savannah is vicious. Even for a monitor. He thinks he's a Komodo, really...

But he likes to torture mice.

More than once when I've opened his enclosure with a mouse in hand, and this only happens when it's the rare live prey item, he's come flying at me, snatched it, and ripped it apart.

Once he tore it right in half.

Another time I was still holding it and he got away with just the skin, so I'm left holding this bleeding, twitching, live mouse who has NO SKIN.

I dropped it and it twitched all across my bedroom floor.

I had to throw him out onto the floor so he could catch it and eat it. Only he grabbed it and slung his head around, as Savs are wont to do, so mouse bits got everywhere.

It was horrible.
>> Anonymous
>>83285
It sounds like the plot of a Perry Bible Fellowship comic. A good one, at that.
>> Anonymous
I'm 100% certified white trash, so of course I have my share of horrific animal stories.

I think the worst one was the time one of our tenants moved out and left their dog. My dad is a landlord and rents trailers out to some pretty scummy people, so it was no surprise that when this particular set bugged out, they left their beefy mutt chained to a tree.

We had no idea they had done this, so the thing starved to death. Found it about a month later when we were cleaning out the trailer (which was a disgusting den of pedophilic incest, but that's another story).

I, of course, had to move the corpse to the bottom of the hill and toss it in the woods.

The worst part was when I slid the shovel underneath it, skin sloughed off its bloated belly to reveal thousands of squirming maggots. Of course, more skin dropped off on the way down the hill.
>> Anonymous
>>83306cont...

The spot where it had been laying was soaked with rotted fat, which stunk horribly and attracted flies, so I had to cover that up with fresh dirt.

Another story, passed down from my great grandfather, who lived in the Appalachian Mountains. He was out hunting with his dog when they were surprised by a panther (no, really). The dog tangled with it before my grandfather was able to shoot it, and had its belly sliced open. Of course, its guts were hanging out. My grandfather just packed them back in and took the dog back to his wife, who sewed it up with a needle and thread. Surprisingly, the dog lived for years afterwards.
>> Anonymous
>>83310

thats an awesome story, your great grandpa must a been one hardcore mountain man to have a dog like that.
>> Anonymous
>>83286
I had a pet crow, too. It was really big though, so it may have been a raven. Crazy thing just showed up one day and started eating my mother's indian corn.

The weird thing was, it almost talked. It made a noise that sounded like "Mau-au-au-au", or it spread its wings and made a crooning noise. If you said "MOWOW" to it, it would respond with either of those, randomly, so we named it Mowow.

The thing was evil. It would randomly attack my family members, especially my sister (who had shiny blond hair). However, It would allow me to get close to it and even pet it. It was a love-hate relationship, and sometimes we would get scared/annoyed with attacking us every time we left the house and would try to chase it off with a BB gun.

Sadly, it started attacking the neighbourhood kids, so my uncle blasted it out of the sky with a shotgun. Goodbye, birdie.
>> Anonymous
/R/ den of pedo incest story.
>> Anonymous
>>83322

Nothing big, really. A girl of about age 10 and her younger brother lived there. When we were cleaning the trailer, I found one of those old 80's photographic lovemaking guides in the kid's room. The girl had written her brother's name on the book in crayon and drawn a heart next to it, and the book was colored in.

Under her dresser I found a negative pregnancy test. 10 year old girl, mind you. Fill in the blanks, and you can figure some pretty fucked up shit went on in that household. I never told anybody about what I had found, though.
>> FragQueen !qL1euiaXJw
I was sexually harrassed by a penguin, I doubt people on 4chan will believe this but I did a work thing for an aquarium and when we were working with the penguins one kept trying to bite my crotch...the odd thing way they told me that one did it all the time and it happened to like three other girls that I was there with
>> Anonymous
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When I was in middle-school my uncle, cousin, father and I went back-packing in New Mexico. After hiking a ridiculous 12 miles up a steep mountain we made camp and then these damn chipmunks showed up and kept trying to steal our food. We would throw a few rocks at them and they'd run off. I did it several times without anything eventful, then I hit one square on the skull with a rock. The thing shot off and landed near the edge of this mountain lake and it was screeching so loudly and horribly. I watched the thing die and scream for like 10 minutes on the verge of tears. Then i walked away and my cousin kicked it into the lake and it drowned. He and his dad teased me mercilessly for the rest of the 2 days we were there.

Another story, this is how my family spent Christmas 2006... it was tasty
>> Anonymous
>>83405
It should be obvious that this is because your crotch smelled like fish.
>> Anonymous
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Not really horrific story, but what the heck.

My aunt and uncle used to have a dog, cockerspaniel, who liked to hump everything. Chairs, people's legs, fluffy toys, and my 10-month-old sister who was crawling on the floor. Needless to say, my parents didn't let her on the floor after that.
>> Anonymous
I had two gerbils, best mates since the day they met (they didn't even fight much when they were introduced to each other as babies, and they were two males, go figure!).

So they lived happily together for about two years, never a fight unless it was about who got the tastiest seeds in their food.

Then one day, I come up to their cage and find the leader of the two twitching, obviously in shock, because all his joints had been chewed through. It looked horrible, could see all the bone and everything. We took him out and watched him die for like, an hour, it was really sad.

We figure his not-so-dominant buddy did it, but since they were best friends, I have no idea what happened. Usually gerbils die when living alone for a few weeks, but this one just decided to make me his next best pal. I kept him company for another year before he died of old age.

He never bit anything or anyone. Even pointing at him was enough to make him squeak in fear sometimes. I mean, what the hell could've happened?!
>> Anonymous
>>83532

same here, I had two gerbils that were two males, but brothers. and one day I looked in the tank and Magic had bit the hell out of Shadow (I named \'em when I was in 6th grade). Shadow thankfully didn\'t die, and they never had a fight again. It was so bizarre.
>> Bitter Anon !!WJLRQ1cwCyZ
>>83532
>>83540
My mother had a hamster who chewed his own back feet off. He had plenty of food just.. I dont know, I guess one itched, so he chewed at it, then gnawed the other to match, leaving little bone stumps. He lived for another year after, but it was horrific when he would attempt to run on his wheel and... well.. squeak click squeak click squeak click squeak click

And that is why I hate hamsters and gerbils. They're freaks. Rats don't do shit like that.
>> Anonymous
I had this cat with an awesome white triangle on its back we, in our infinite creativity, named "Triangles." One day he came home limping slightly. He sequestered himself underneath the couch and didn't come out for two days. We eventually got him out of there, and his paw was really nasty smelling and literally rotting off. We took him to the vet and discovered he had some kind of kitty AIDS, and had to be put down.

So, (one of)my cat(s) died of AIDS.
>> queazy !6Ws8/XxDMk
my cousin had this weird cat that was psycho. It'd go to the baby's room, hiss & schreech at the babies in their playpen crib-like cage until they cried then their mom had to take them away. Then it would jump into the playpen and quitely fall asleep there.
It'd always scare away the other family cats and was just anti-social for a cat.

It was found dead randomly in the middle of the yard from no apparent cause
>> Anonymous
>>82733
the OP bunny sory reminds me of one of those short movie clips they used to play on catoon network, when a babysitter is taking care of the house and a dog, so the dog comes with a death bunny on his mouth, so the babysitter freaks out so she wahses the bunny lol and put it back to its cage, it turns that it was already death and dog that dug it up....
>> Anonymous
>>83532
>>83540


lol i had three gerbils. one male, one female, and one baby that came from the male and female.
one day i came home and looked in the cage and saw the male and the baby eating the mother's head which was half way gone. i had no idea what to do so i didn't touch it(i was around eight years-old at the time) and just waited for my dad to get rid of it.
about a day later the baby was looking sick and died, but the male didn't eat her.

that gerbil lived for five and a half fucking years. barely ever paid attention to it, only to feed and water it and rarely change its cage.
>> Anonymous
First time I owned a gerbil, I was maybe 9 yo. His name was Gordy, I didn't have one of those water bottles for it to drink from so I cut the bottom off of a 20 oz drink bottle and put water in that for him. Gordy was a pain in the ass, always chewing on something and just wouldn't shut the fuck up in general. One day I wake up to find Gordy had killed himself, with his head in his water container, he had drowned himself. To tell you the truth, I'm glad he's dead, noisy bastard.
>> Anonymous
OP story is a typical urban myth, for instance a variation of it was used in "Boston Legal" season 1
>> Anonymous
Yeah, our neighbors used to have a trio of pomeranians. I forget their names. Something retarded, no doubt. Anyhow, they would escape at zero dark thirty and run allllll around our yard. Yap yap motherfucking yap. Anyhow, enter Balthazaar Shadowspawn, my dad's 32 pound hellbeast feline. Next day, pom's are _gone_ all three of em, fecking gone. Shadow is stuffed and napping on the porch. Fur and blood and offal all over our back yard (cleaned up by me). Go hell beast cat. Our neighbors accused us of shooting them, and we were able to say, with perfect honesty, that we had never touched em. :D
>> Anonymous
>>83667
you should have collected the cats turds and given them to the neighbor so they could be properly buried.
>> Anonymous
>>83667

32 pounds? Got a pic?
>> Anonymous
I remember my very small cat killing baby rabbits, that's how I discovered something could live after being disemboweled. It's also how I learned that rabbits can vocalize.
>> Anonymous
my dog ripped off a baby rabbit's head once
>> Gingitsune
>>83989
most godawful sound ever...