Dogs, cats, ferrets, pigs, goats, whatever - I know it’s very anthropomorphic-ish of me, but animals are so funny when they’re ticked off. For example, yesterday morning when I was in the back yard with my dog a squirrel sat in the oak tree and chattered angrily and flicked his tail around at us the whole time we were there. I laughed at the angry squirrel (I mean seriously, what did he imagine he was going to do to me?), and I laughed at the bewildered look on the dog’s face; she was like, “Why is that squirrel swearing at me? What’d I do?”
For another example, when I was a kid we raised chickens. One day I started messing with a broody hen; I’d poke her with a piece of straw and she’d puff up and go, “braaawwk…” all low and menacing like. Poke her again and she’d puff up bigger. Eventually she was approaching the size of a basketball, and starting to get that insane chicken glare in her eyes, and it was funny, but then my dad found me and made me leave her alone.
I found a sun visor to strap on my dog’s head at Target - it was only a quarter! How could I not buy it?
Also, when my horse gets annoyed at me for various reasons, he will stamp his front foot. He will stamp it good, like he means it! I rarely get him to pin his ears down and give me the horse glare, but when I do, it makes me laugh and laugh.
It’s like the famous question says; “How come a dog will stick it’s head out of a vehicle window all day long, but blow in it’s face, and it gets ticked off?” That’s all I need to do to annoy mine!
Laser pointers are great for annoying all kinds of animals, of course dogs and cats love them, horses are interested in it, cows are too clueless to notice it, but I’ve also used it to annoy aquarium fish, cichlids attack the dot, Neons and Platies flee from it, Bettas can’t be bothered, as they know it’s not food, however, the best piscine response I’ve seen has been from “Golden Wonder” Killifish, they practically throw themselves against the walls of the tank trying to get the laser dot
I like to feed the cat last, just because he’s so annoying about it. I’ll feed and water the dogs, putz around the kitchen, make coffee, have breakfast, pretty much delay it as long as I can, ignoring it as his complaining gradually increases in volume. I have no idea why it amuses me so much to do this.
One of my pugs was a very jealous little girl. I owned, and still own, a realistic looking stuffed pug. I kept this in my closet so that she wouldn’t get too used to seeing it, because it was such fun to occasionally torment her with it. I’d do this by getting it out and holding it in my arms and petting it while she glared daggers at us and barked and howled mournfully. Somewhat like the pugs in this video, except with a lot more hatred and promise of bloodshed.
My sister has on occassion tied a string to Buffy’s tail. She went nuts, running around in circles. (To be fair, Buffy desparately NEEDS the exercise).
When they cry to me, I’ll meow back at them.
Or with Maggie, really, all you have to do is pick her up and try to cuddle her. She’s very affectionate, but she HATES being held. Absolutely hates it. You only have a few seconds before she starts struggling.
Gypsy (sadly, I don’t have any pictures uploaded), also loathes being held, but she just growls. Then I just go “Shhhh,” and she’ll shut up for a second. Hehe.
My dog will be minding his own business when I just grab his tail. He hates that, and tries to bite me (gently.) He’ll settle down again, and I’ll do it again. Finally, he’ll jump down off my lap, give me a dirty look, and go off into the other room.
I love annoying cats. I know it’s suicidal, but I do it anyway (no one ever said I was particularly bright)
The funniest thing to do - when they’re growling or hissing, pound (not hard) on their sides. It makes the funniest noise. My mom finds it hysterical. It annoys my dad.
I love holding them past when they want down. I love grabbing their tails or feet and not letting go. Mimicking them is always good for a laugh.
When I was growing up, one of my friends had a ferret, i.e. the devil’s pet.
One time, I was over at his house and my mom was outside, waiting to pick me up. I’d always been raised to take my shoes off when entering someone’s home, so as I went to put my sneaker back on, I noticed a tail sticking out of my British Knight. (That’s right… BKs.)
I was in a hurry because I’d already tested my mother’s patience because my friend and I were in the middle of a Final Fantasy battle, and we wanted to beat the boss before I left. So, as she’s waiting in the car, my friend and I are trying to pry his smelly psuedo-skunk out of my shoe (and no, it wasn’t smelly because it was in my shoe). After five minutes or so of struggling, and a few scratches, it finally left, but from that moment on, I had a deep-seeded animosity towards the thing. It’d always been mean before - hissing at people, lunging towards them, etc. - but for some reason, that incident was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
From that moment on, whenever the thing would get near me, and start to act aggressive, I’d move towards it in a threatening manner in an attempt to get it to keep its distance.
My friend loved the blasted thing, though. Luckily, he understood why the rest of us hated it.
(Wow, three posts in, and already, I seem like a jerk.)
My cat had a spot above his back, an inch or two above the fur, if I held my hand in that airspace - not actually touching him - he’d get all weirded out and have to move, even if he’d been asleep when I started.
If I held my hand out rigid like a claw, he’d have to attack it, no matter what mood he’d been in. Ears back, undulating whine, lashing tail and pounce! I’d relax my hand and he’d sit there wondering what the hell he’d been so upset about.
It pissed him off no end that he knew I’d done this on purpose, but he couldn’t stop himself.
The OP sounds like my sister’s husband. NO animals like him after they get to know him. He’ll grab dog’s tongues when they’re panting, creep up to them in bad light to freak them out. He’ll put tape on the paws of cats, slowly tap their head gently while blowing air on their face. He’ll roll rabbits or hamsters/guinea pigs on their backs and blow air on their stomach. All of this while making the stupidest and most annoying sounds. I’m filled with rage just thinking about it and he just laughs his stupid face off.
Next time he does this, I’m going to marinate his portion of what we’re having for dinner in rabbit shit.
If you tie a couple of tube socks together and then tie them around a cat’s middle, it suddenly can’t walk. Seriously, it will fall over and not be able to get back up until you take it off. Don’t ask me how I know this.
I love to give Ginger Dog bed head…rubbing the fur on her head in the wrong direction till it stands up on it’s own.
Tasha Dog doesn’t like to have her feet touched, so of course I try to hold them and rub them till she gets annoyed and gets off my lap.
If dogs lick me, often I will grab their tongues. Sometimes they stop; more often not. It’s pretty hilarious to watch them try to lick with a stationary tongue-- they move their heads around, and can’t figure out why it won’t go where they want it to.
I play Twitchy Toes with my cats. Find a cat that is lying down and all relaxed, preferable asleep. Then ever so gently, touch the toe feathers that are between the toe pads. Kitty startles, and twitches, and tries to get back to sleep.
This is revenge for all the times the cats wake ME up when they want to play.
It is a well known fact that cats cannot walk if they are attached to a leash. Sometimes this extends to not being able to walk if they are wearing a harness or collar.
