Our boy cat, Hermes, occasionally tries to have some sort of sex with our girl cat, Hestia. They’re both fixed, but Hermes seems to keep forgetting. Anyway, Hestia isn’t remotely interested, which makes Hermes not her favorite being. They’re the only two cats we’ve had that did not, ultimately, get along.
So cats can be rather disgusting, too. For that matter, so can everything else, people included.
Mid-daughters two disgusting, fixed, male, (and brothers) Chihuahuas
are humping each other all the time.
For some reason their incestuous lovemaking just sets my teeth on edge.
And then there’s the kids seeing it all the time.
Daughter calls what they do ‘dancing’
I told her this was gonna come back and bite her in the butt. She is raising 2 human boys who will probably go to a dance or prom in highschool. :smack:
My fixed boy dog Grady is a humper. He humps dogs at the dog park every so often. I gotta watch him like a hawk.
He’ll try to hump his sister (adopted) doggy, sometimes in the head! Lately he’s been humping her when we’re in the car. I rarely see his thingy come out when he humps, he’s just very very driven by instinct and follows instinct way too often. He makes a lot of poor life choices.
We have a dog who is mysteriously unpopular with our three other dogs. Humans aren’t crazy about him either. He has one eye missing, and in its place is a somewhat gooey socket. Most of the time, he has long ropes of drool hanging from his lips. He frequently offers to orally service the other dogs, no matter how angrily they decline. So he spends a lot of time orally servicing himself.
I have determined that this dog has had a hard life, and now that he’s here, I’m going to love him whether it’s easy or not. So I talk to him, and give him treats, and try to connect with him, but really, I can tell that most of the time he’s just thinking, “I wish I could get back to licking my dick.”
We have a chihuahua who tries to hump the other dogs as often as they are staying still enough, in the head. They each have heads the size of his whole body. Sometimes they just ignore him, sometimes they “play” with him by gently chewing on his legs, and sometimes they bark or growl and scare him off. I keep telling him they’re going to bite something important to him one of these days. Oddly, he doesn’t care.
My sister had a Boston Terrier that was so intent on humping everything that he drove my shepherd mix up into a cat tree to get away from him. She claims he once expressed his love for someone’s purse so vigorously that he was no longer welcome at parties.
My SO has a fixed female Rhodesian Ridgeback who seems obsessed with shoving her muzzle into my crotch. I always push her away, but it’s disturbing to think about how she’d respond if I let her have her way with me.
With this shut down and us not going anywhere very often, my dog has gotten so excited when we do go out that he’ll start air humping when I grab his leash.
“You wanna go for a ride?” Hump, hump, hump.
Just two or three thrusts, but it’s pretty darn funny.
Way way back when I worked on a horse farm there were a couple geldings that would attempt to mount mares in heat. The mares were having none of that. By the way, the way a mare says “no means NO!” is to kick the gelding in what remains of his genitalia. It is quite an effective statement.
Hahahaha! When I was a kid we had a German shepherd/Lab mix. He wasn’t neutered. Back then in 60’s-70’s most male dogs were not fixed. You wanted a male dog so you wouldn’t have to worry about puppies! Anyway, he was always humping someone’s leg. We kids had no idea what it was all about. We always said, “Sandy’s dancing again”!
This. My female dog would rarely hump our other female dog when Dog 1 was feeling especially pissy. A sharp No!, and redirect to a more acceptable behavior and praise, usually took care of it.
EDIT: while humping was rare, holding her head stiffly above that of the other dog, with hair bristling increasing if the other dog tried to contend, was more common. Again, immediate correction, interposing myself between the two, and giving Dog 1 something else to do, took care of it. Almost never went past that display of displeasure though. Dog walks with the neighborhood pack at the local off leash allowed greenbelt resulted in Dog 1 and a Belgian Shepherd very carefully taking turns of who got to lead the gaggle of dogs. The other one usually went to the tail of the herd. Then they’d trade.
After my divorce, I took Dog 1 in the split. She sometimes ate the crotches out of my girlfriend’s underwear—never mine—and other forms of expressing her displeasure at pack hierarchy. Dominant, smart dogs can be a real pain in the ass.
I had two dogs, both female, and both spayed. One was older, one came to me as a puppy. I caught the older dog “expressing her dominance” over the younger dog on several occasions. You’re right. It’s not always about sex. Both dogs got on pretty well, though. There was never any aggression or animosity between the two.
My two idiot fixed male cats, littermates, often did the “dominance dance.” Mind you, they each had no claws and only one tooth between them. (No declawing hate, please, they were rescues who came to me declawed and with rotten teeth.)
The bigger cat was always “dominating” the smaller cat. The bigger one had the single tooth, so I’d find blood and scabs on the back of the smaller one’s neck.
I don’t think it was necessarily a power struggle, either. The bigger one’s eyes would glaze over, and he was obviously enjoying it a bit too much. Scolding soon was ineffective, and I’d have to use my foot to dislodge Mister Blissed-Out.
~VOW