I sing to my pet constantly. I put goofy words to horrible tunes. One of my favorite tunes to butcher is You Are My Sunshine.
Instead of that I sing, uhm…
You are my fur boy. My only fur boy. You make me happy with your furry face. Furry Face. You never know dear how much I love you. Please don’t take my fur face away.
Actually that is one of my least embarrassing ones. I sing silly cat songs so often that I actually have my husband doing it. 
hee hee.
Guilty. I sing to my cats, but my favorite song was for my cousin’s cat, Tallulah, or LuLa for short.
“She’s just a cat with nothing to do,
She licks her butt and she can catch mice, too.
That’s Lula
L-U-L-A
Lula”
etc. etc.
I just know the Kinks would like it.
While opening the cat food can, my son substitues “Are you hungry, are you hungry, stupid cat” for “Are you sleeping, are you sleeping, Brother John.”
Real animal lover, my son.
YAY!!! I love singing to my cat. His name is Dee Dee (Well, it’s really Dee Dee R. Rockbutt Hillstein-Chong)
Aside from singing regular songs to him, he has three theme songs:
“Dee Dee R Rockbutt” over and over to the chorus part of “I Wanna Be a Dead Boy” by the Dead Boys
My favorite in the shower, sort of a country ballad, think Emmylou Harris: “I got one guy who’s a kitten and one guy who’s a man - one guy who’s a kidd’n and one guy eats from a can” (even though he doesn’t really eat from a can)
And then to the Batman theme: dee-dee dee-dee dee-dee
dee-dee dee-dee dee-dee dee-dee dee-dee’s BUTT STINKS!
Sung? No.
But I have hummed to a pussy or two in my day…
all the time.
most of my songs are ad hoc, though. if it’s ala Weird Al, its usually very badly metered etc. most of the time, I just sing stupid words about what a good dog he is.
an example of the former would be singing “Dillon is a good dog” to the tune of “Taking Care of Business”. BTO must be spinning in their graves, with a very easy and steady rhythm.
i used to sing to my dead dog (while she was alive)0 “china girl” by david bowie chanding it obviously to “china dog”
My family has many songs about our pets. One of our old favorites is sung to our dog, to the tune of “Mello Yello”:
*I’m just wild about Minnie
She’s just wild about me
I’m just wild about my - Minnie Girl
She’s just wild about me
They call her Skinny Minnie, yeah yeah
They call her Skinny Minnie, yeah yeah
They call her Skinny Minnie, yeah yeah
Ba-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
(Repeat)*
There’s also “Sweet Like Candy,” based on some bad early-80s disco song:
Sweet like candy - I can feel it when she walks, I can feel it when she talks - sweet like candy
I also have many songs for my kitties, including one to the tune of “Cheek to Cheek”:
Bunny, she’s so funny
She’s my little tiny stinky turkey bunce
She’s a chunk of stinky rotten dirty lumps
She’s so funny, she is just a turkey bunce
(Bunce is a made-up word and no, she’s not really stinky or dirty.)
Any neighbors who hear me must think I am positively insane. I just LOVE my animals so much!
You ask this of me? The man who has a birthday party for his dog every year, complete with steak with candles in it?
Yes. Anyone who doesn’t is obviously in league with the devil.
BTW, “bunce” is a made-up word but it does have a meaning: a small, roundish, turkey-on-a-platter-shaped object. Only one of my kits is a bunce. Go figure.
I can’t believe I’m posting any of this.
Babybird (aka “mouse”) is my sookiest cat. Her favourite song is:
Daddy love mouse coz mouse love daddy,
Mouse love daddy coz daddy love mouse.
She just a small one ball one doll one,
She pritty kitty in daddy’s house.*
From there it gets ad-libbed.
Any of Babybird, Ladybird, and Princess might at any time be subject to the following as well. (Of course, this is said when the other two are out of earshot, to avoid jealousy):
“Goddammit daddy said that’s the prettiest cat in the world
Doddammit daddy taid dat’s da prittiest tat in the world.
Nodnammit naddy naid nat’s na nittiest nat in ne nurld.
Nonnannin nanny nain nan na ninninen nan in ne nurn.”
Each version is slightly louder than the previous one, with a stronger emphasis on the cuss word.
I can’t believe I’m posting any of this.
Babybird (aka “mouse”) is my sookiest cat. Her favourite song is:
Daddy love mouse coz mouse love daddy,
Mouse love daddy coz daddy love mouse.
She just a small one ball one doll one,
She pritty kitty in daddy’s house.*
From there it gets ad-libbed.
Any of Babybird, Ladybird, and Princess might at any time be subject to the following as well. (Of course, this is said when the other two are out of earshot, to avoid jealousy):
“Goddammit daddy said that’s the prettiest cat in the world
Doddammit daddy taid dat’s da prittiest tat in the world.
Nodnammit naddy naid nat’s na nittiest nat in ne nurld.
Nonnannin nanny nain nan na ninninen nan in ne nurn.”
Each version is slightly louder than the previous one, with a stronger emphasis on the cuss word.
lab, hate to burst your bubble, but MY cats are the prettiest cats in the world. 
Do you care to take this outside?
I repeat: NODNAMMIT naddy naid nat’s ne nitties nat in ne nurld.
You people are weird!
-SS :eek:
Hate to let you both in on this but you are both incorrect. My cat, Charlie Bear; King of all Squirrels is the best looking cat around.:’)
Also I am glad to hear that I am not the only one who sings to my pets. It actually started years ago when I sang …
You are the doggie that I’ve always dreamed of,
I’ve known it from the start
The last I saw you was the last I’ve seen of my he art
Oh Oh Oh.
Of my heart.
When I was eight years old to my 100-pound puppy Doberman Pincher, Butch.
I sound worse singing that song than Roseanne Barr does the National Anthem.
That is one I only sing to Charlie Bear when no one else is around.
While I do not sing to my cat, I have not conducted a major financial transaction since she’s been with me until after I’ve given her a thorough lecture on all the ramifications of said transaction. She’s a brilliant economist, you see. Without her, I’d have made all sorts of rash decisions that would have landed me in the poor house.
I sing to my ferret and he really appreciates it. You have to know him really well to tell how much he likes it. He gets all choked up and hides under the bed until he has his emotions under control. I often do the same.
Look here lab and Amthystre, I’m sure your kitties are really cute and sweet and all, but mine ARE the absolute prettiest, sweetest, most cuddly, juiciest babies in the world. The universe, even! I don’t care what you say!
Juciest?! What the heck are you feeding those poor kitties, missbunny? Or did you mean juicy like a well roasted turkey?