Funny things your pet does

[whiteraven]

My younger cat (well...9) has started sleeping right next to me at night (she actually stole my older girl's spot). She jumps up in bed as soon as I lie down, scrunches down a little and puts her head on my pillow. Sometimes she's asleep before I am. If my head isn't turned just the right way (so I can stare into her big, beautiful eyes), she puts her paw on my cheek and turns it for me. :-)

 

[Friday]

My cat thinks my parenting skills are lacking. As she’s starting bringing live prey into the house and DROPPING THEM on my son’s feet, as he works on the computer. And encouraging him to make the kill. Like this cat actually MIMES how to kill the mouse/squirrel, smacks at him to chase them when they stop being stunned with fear, brings them back, and mimes all over again how to bite their throat. Here! You do it! Sigh. Humans. Here! Try again! You can do it! Sigh. :hilarious: Me? She’s seen me kill things, she’s not worried, just contributing / all her kills she brings me are actually dead. Another mouse for the stew. But she seems increasingly concerned that my son is going to starve.

 

[LuckiLee]

LMAO @Friday. Reminds me of a cat I used to have. Dino. He was black so he thought he was a panther. He would take his kill to the little old lady next door. Drop them on her welcome mat. She would always thank him when she saw him.... One day after Thanksgiving I was sitting on the porch. I look down the sidewalk (I lived in a subdivision) and he's walking real slow and carrying something much bigger than a mouse or a mole. What was it you ask? A turkey carcass. The big bad panther got into someone's trash and found his prey. I was so embarrassed I snuck inside and shut the door. I miss that psycho! ;)

 

[Freida]

But she seems increasingly concerned that my son is going to starve.

OMG that made me snort my wine!!! That is awesome!

The big bad panther got into someone's trash and found his prey.

I would have loved, loved, loved to see that!

 

[DharmaGirl]

You guys are cracking me up!!

 

[DharmaGirl]

When my English Mastiff, Bella, was young, she had a chewing problem. I lost my iPhone, and searched everywhere. I was out back and saw it peeking out from the ground. She had buried it to chew later. When I turned it on, it said, "this accessory (dirt) is not compatible with Iphone. Lol.

 

[Kopykat]

I have 2.5 dachshunds (one is a mix) and they are characters. They burrow, snort, get zoomies, randomly appear in my fenced garden when I’m in there, snore loudly, think they have to taste test everything I eat, howl and harmonize with each other, one dog carried a lime with him for a few weeks, not sure where he got the lime, they’re little stubborn jerks sometimes but I love them.

 

[Changing4Best]

Sometimes (not too often) when I come out of the kitchen, my guinea pig squeels and squeeks and goes on and on about this for several minutes. He will have some things in his cage to eat, so I am not sure what this means, even though a few times he does it when he does not have stuff to eat there. I guess he is just happy to see me? Anyway, I usually come over to him and talk with him for awhile when he does this. I try to figure out what it is he needs. If I am really busy though, I probably end up ignoring him! Poor fellow.

 

[Tornadic Thoughts]

I don't have a pet, due to not having enough faith in myself to be able to maintain the consistent level of response-ability it requires, but sometimes pet sit for folks as a way to barter for healing services and such. It gives me a chance to have some fur baby love minus all the commitments and expenses.

One of those opportunities involves a sweet dog named Love. Love on a leash. lol She's a medium to large sized mixed breed of I'm not really sure what varieties. This time when I went to pick her up, she was in her outdoor kennel and the yard is mostly swamp-like with LOTS of mud thanks to the monsoon seasons we've been having.

Well, she gets so excited and takes off running like a bat out of hell, but then works her way back to get belly rubs and such. As I would slow down trying to navigate the swampland with my non-graceful self in my rain boots that I had just discovered were leaking, she's steadily stopping and laying down each time to have the belly rubbed, right in the mud. What a mess.

Grateful I had an old sweatshirt in the trunk to get the top layer off before she hopped in the car. Upon arriving home, I had to tie her up at the front door while I came through rolling up rugs, blocking off the room with carpet, and getting myself and the tub ready. We'd never tried doing a bath while she's been here before, but we made it....albeit very begrudgingly on her behalf. She handled it like a champ, once she stopped extending her paws to block entry into the tub, lol, and got extra treats and many extra belly rubs.

 

[Lionheart]

I once had a cat who used to like to get up on the top edge of the door and perch like a bird. Often, she would fall asleep there. Occasionally, she'd fall off and then climb back up to perch some more.

I have a picture of her somewhere on the door, but I can't find it just now, so here is a pic of her sleeping until I can locate the other picture....

 

[Lionheart]

Okay, I found it, here she is...

 

[ILoveLife]

Flash is possibly the funniest cat I've ever lived with. She does all sorts of shennanigans.

There are these sticks with feathers at the end that she loves so we buy by the bulk because they get destroyed, like they're supposed to.
She usually brings them to me for us to play together but when I'm not interactive or she just wants to play alone she grabs the stick by the no-feather end and runs through the hallway one end to the other, pretending she's chasing the feathers. Then she attacks it, eats a couple of feathers (later they come out) and runs the other way making this unpronounseable sound like a victory lap.

She is always ready and eager for us to play together. She waits for me at any point in the day, I just raise my hands in the air and she goes bonkers running around the house, then hides and she's known to wait at least half an hour to make herself be found and then it starts all over again. I raise my hands, she goes bonkers, hides, I forget we were playing, she comes get me again.

Also, she doesn't like my bubble baths, thinks it's weird I put myself inside WATER FOR GOD SAKE and meaws desperately until I get out.
She used to didn't like me showering either, stood very apprehensive by the shower waiting for me to finish, then would go on her merry way relieved I was alive and the water didn't kill me.

Speaking of water, intense 45ºC degree heat this summer, so cats needed to be cooled off, I basically poured water on them. Picci didn't like it, but Flash still asks for it, not to be put in water, but to have water poured on her - specifically her head. ahah

She also chooses the wet food of the day. We give her a choice, between two. She smells both and then chooses by letting me know which one she wants. The way I know she isn't choosing random is because I often repeat the same two types (she doesn't like turkey but likes tuna, as examples) and she always chooses the same.

When I go to bed I just say: Lets go Flash, to bed. She jumps on the bed and waits for me, or waits for me to get in and snuggles on my legs. :)