One afternoon, for absolutely no reason at all, I picked up our cat, Lily, by the ears and lifted her into the air. I can still see it now. I still feel terrible about it - I love animals and always have done. My Mum saw me, and was really angry - she shut me in my bedroom with just bread & water for the rest of the day. I can't remember if she physically punished me. Mum could be a pretty tough disciplinarian - my father was away all the time and when he was around he spoiled me rotten - I guess she felt she had to discipline for two!

I'd just like to reassure people that the cat was fine with no lasting ill-effects. I doubt my mother even remembers it! But every so often I remember what I did, and still feel awful about it. I suppose I should forgive "little me" and move on. I guess we all do things we regret!
I guess this may be seen as silly - I just wanted to get it off my chest.