What's the biggest scare your babies have ever given you?

Our babies sure know how to scare their humans!
Pushkin just about made me cry earlier this year when I was walking him outside. I dropped his leash so he could go under a bush, next thing I know he's chasing the neighbour cat across the road, just as a bus was coming along the road. Man, that gave me a fright.

My parents were painting their living room, and their cat PJ -- who was supposed to be shut up in a safe place -- somehow managed to break her way free and came into the living room. She must've dipped her paws in the paint (and possibly licked it off), because later that night my father saw her having convulsions. He called the emergency vet but didn't receive any response, so he did the best he could for her and then sat beside her all night while she had seizures and trembling. The next morning she seemed all right -- although quite weak and tired -- but Dad took her to the vet and had her checked out. This was several years ago, and she's now 18 years old and still going strong.

Back when I used to live in a house with my boyfriend, another couple and their two cats, my cat Spike would get shut up in the basement in the wee hours of morning because he'd get a little rambunctious and would wake everybody up (and terrorize my roommates' calico -- I don't think she's missed him since the move last year! ). Eventually, he figured out that if he pushed the fuse box door open, he could squeeze through a gap there and climb up the wall into the ceiling, and then through the ceiling he could hop down on the other side of the basement door. (I can't begin to fathom how long this must've taken him to figure out -- he's a very dim cat!) One day, I was playing computer games when I heard this pathetic meowing behind me. I turned around: no cat. Then I realized Spike had clambered over, through the ceiling, and then fallen between the outside wall and the inside wall, and was now trapped there! I was frantic. I could hear him clawing at the wall, trying to find purchase so that he could climb back out, and all the while he's keeping up this horrible sad crying. Just as I was getting ready to take a sledgehammer to the wall, he finally managed to grab hold of something and make his way back to the ceiling, where he could crawl back outside again. When he came out, he was filthy (it's not like you dust inside your walls!) and had his first shower. I don't know who was more scared: Spike or me! (Oh, and no, it didn't stop him from trying this again ...)

Just after Simba went to Rainbow Bridge, Katie disappeared for 3 days... she was outside all that time. It was so terrible, I couldn't handle having both gone. Thank God Katie came back, she was grounded from going outside after that.

Originally Posted by Miss Mew

Reilly had an allergic reaction to a vacinne earlier this year. He had a seizure and was in the care of my parents at the time. I raced to the vet to meet them there (I was at work), I was crying so hard I could hardly see to drive.

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This one actually made me get misty eyed. I don't know which part is worse, that it was something that you were trying to do to help him that made him sick, or that you couldn't be there with him. Poor Reilly and Miss Mew.

My worst story is not nearly as bad as some of these....

The most scary, was when the vet called and said she had Bartonella disease. I was an emotional reck, and was sobbing on the phone with the vet. I didn't know anything about the disease, and was going through such a rough stressful time, and LuckyGirl was the only thing going right for Tom & I at that point... so hearing that she has a disease was like my whole world was just shattered. Now she's fine.

But 2 weeks ago, I couldn't find her anywhere... and I'm one of the crazies...if I don't see her within an hour or so, I walk through the house and look for her, just to make sure she's ok. I know, I need help. Either way, I couldn't find her... so I'm calling and calling for her...and no answer, I shake the treats, usually she will come running. No kitty. Then finally I hear a Meow... and I don't know where it's coming from, but it's only a few meow's, so I can't tell which room she's in. I'm tearing the whole place apart, when I see this tiny little paw, poking out of the hall closet. My hubby came home to grab a tool, turned his back for a second, and Miss Nosy Body HAD to go in the closet to look around! I called my husband and gave him a frantic piece of my mind... he felt bad, but he kept saying "she's ok right?" cause of how upset I was! I was almost in tears...

Wow, some of these made my heart pound just reading them!! A lot of them are some of my worst fears with Madden. I've always been terrified of him getting near the stove when I'm cooking or near hot coffee or boiling water. We all should be crazy by now!!

I've been pretty lucky with mine, but Peter did scare me more than a little when he jumped off our second floor porch last year. He was about 10-months-old at the time and quite the "into everything" little boy. Fortunately he wasn't hurt and I realized he was missing pretty quickly. I found him underneath the front bushes where I couldn't get to him. That was scary too because I was afraid he would bolt and head for the street. When he did bolt, it was toward the back of the house and I caught him underneath a large pine tree, scruffed him and got him inside. That must have been enough of an adventure for Peter, because he's never tried it again.

Well, Monkey likes to walk the upstairs railing....and one time I saw her walking and she slipped but luckily she used her cat skills and just hung there....I was so upset with her and lets just say anytime I see her on there I go over and pick her up...

When Viola was about a year old, she attempted to eat a needle and thread. She keep trying to cough something up but the real clue there was something wrong with her , she refused to eat. She never refuses food.!!! I ran her over to the vet and as soon as he opened her mouth there was the needle stuck in roof of her mouth. Luckily the thread was still attached. Scared me half to death. Now when I need to repair something , the cats get locked up in another room.

Phenom once got into the access panels unter the jacuzzi tub and into the floor/ceiling. I was so scared she was going to die in there!! Luckily she came to Lee when he got into the attic and called her! Silly kitty!

Poodle scares me when she walks across the stove top when it's on!
We've gotten her to stop that, thank God.