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Post by Pipe Organ Wolf on Sept 30, 2007 20:54:08 GMT -5
I had a very interesting experience with one of my pet rats, so I thought I'd start a thread where people could share odd or funny pet stories they have.
Last night, my dog was standing in the kitchen growling at the stove. I just kind of ignored him, since I know there's a skunk living under the house. Well, I went back to the bedroom, and only one rat was in the cage. I have three. One was creeping around on the dresser, running around the cage. The third one was nowhere in sight. I figured that's why the dog was growling, so I pulled the bottom out of the stove. Nothing.
I went to bed, as I had an extremely long, busy day ahead of me. I didn't hear anything all night, so I kind of assumed he'd made it outside, and I'd never see him again. I got home about 9.00 p.m., and put the dog out. I went to change into some comfy clothes, and as I was walking through the kitchen, I heard something rattle on the counter. I looked down in the toaster, and there was my missing rat. Lucky for him, I only plug it in when I use it. I had to dismantle the whole thing to get him out. Silly little rodent.
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Post by webrover on Feb 2, 2008 12:29:12 GMT -5
I guess I can contribute to this thread...
I once had a cat, a large black barn cat to be exact, that could go anywhere. I mean, this cat could fit under doors, couches, air tight boxes. Schrodinger could put this cat in the box, then get his willies scared out of him when he turns around and almost trips on it. Then his head explodes from the theories that pop up. Did I put the cat in the box? Did it get out? IS IT STILL IN THE BOX
Example: During my teen angst years, I had a fight with my parents, ran into my room to get away, and shut and locked the door. This door had almost NO clearance between it and the floor. This cat scratched at my door for awhile, I swear it was waiting for me to look. Eventually I wondered what was going on. I look, only to see my cat's head pop out from under my door, his big yellow eyes staring up at me expectantly. He pulled himself through this threshold, and jumped up onto my bed to get pettings. Not wanting to piss off this quantum cat, I gladly rewarded him with lovings.
Oh, and since he was declawed, He was also the Mike Tyson of cats. He'd put any boxer to shame with his quick jabs and hooks.
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Post by dragonchampion on Feb 2, 2008 13:22:10 GMT -5
I have a contribution.
We used to have like 4 cats. This is about one of them.
His name was Tom, I know that's not a very original name, he never purred when he was happy instead he salivated. Anyway onto the story. Since Tom was always catching birds my mom bought him a bell collar, and it worked for like 3 hours, he figured out the bell collar only made noise when he moved so he climbed up into one the trees near our house that the birds frequented and laid on his back pretending to be part of the tree till the birds landed on his paws, it was actually really funny to watch. That was one smart cat, and he was my brother's cat!!!
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Post by Poofiemus on Dec 2, 2008 21:18:59 GMT -5
Schrodinger's demon cat and the toaster rat cracked me up.
I'd love to tell some stories about my dogs. They're all nuts. Seriously. Fizzgig is like a two-year-old kid; when my mom isn't paying attention to him, he'll either go knock down the trash can or grab the toilet paper and run across the hall with it. That would be normal for a puppy, but this dog is twelve years old! Whenever I try to pet him he growls at me. Then, I tell him: "Aw, shuddup and give me kisses." So he does.
Ferrari has got to be the craziest dog I've ever met. Whenever anyone's sitting on the couch, familiar or a stranger, she'll leap into their lap, turn her back to them, and look over her shoulder as if to say, "Well? Scratch my butt!" It's all about the butt. Seriously. She also regularly crawls behind the couch and eats dead flies off the windowsill, and if your food is unattended, she will leap up on the table and eat it. She'll go to similar lengths for coffee, but hasn't shown an interest in milk, water, orange juice, or tea. But she's adorable. She sleeps in my arms at night whenever I'm home for a weekend.
The third and last dog is the one I want to tell a story about. His name is Pippin, but we call him the noob because he can be a bit of a doofus sometimes. I've seen him run away from floor fans, and whenever a stranger comes over, he runs behind something and keeps barking in hopes that we'll come and save him.
However, despite his cowardice, he loves to chase rabbits. Absolutely loves it. And we've got tons of rabbits in our area that frequently slip through the fence, so he gets plenty of opportunity. Anyway, one day a rabbit got in the fence, and Pippen was wandering around the backyard. He smelled it, followed the trail a little, and then found it. The rabbit bolted, and he took off after it.
The rabbit made straight for our gate. The gate, unlike the rest of the fence, has about a three-inch gap between it and the ground. Now, that's more than enough room for a rabbit to slip through, but not nearly enough for a thirty-five pound noob. So, the rabbit slides easily out from under the gate, but Pippin apparently didn't realize that gates are solid. He ran full-blast into it, so hard the whole fence vibrated. And yet, completely unfazed, he put his nose to the ground and followed the trail of the rabbit through the yard.
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Post by Ruukil on Dec 2, 2008 22:05:55 GMT -5
I have a small dog.
He is a small homosexual dog.
I found out when I found him with the neighbors dog.
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Post by Pipe Organ Wolf on Dec 3, 2008 22:41:31 GMT -5
Poofie, you have some very strange dogs. It must be very entertaining.
Ruukil- Chances are that's just plain dominance humping. My dog used to do that before arthritis caught up with him. He's only homosexual if he completely ignores female dogs entirely.
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Post by Ruukil on Dec 4, 2008 6:15:21 GMT -5
Poofie, you have some very strange dogs. It must be very entertaining. Ruukil- Chances are that's just plain dominance humping. My dog used to do that before arthritis caught up with him. He's only homosexual if he completely ignores female dogs entirely. No, we figured out he's just gay. It's more than the little dominance hump, they're goin' at it!
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