Tigers are my favorite wild animals but Ilike to rough house with my cat so I don’t think I’d fare any better than Roy did with a full size one. Savannah cats seem pretty cool but I’m sure I’d still need the leather and kevlar body suit (like the gimp wore in pulp fiction but cut for a fat guy) to trim nails. I can just see my obituary,: died from massive tissue damage, crush injuries and blood loss while holding a squirt bottle and saying “bad kitty, don’t claw the sofa.”
Maybe I’ll just dye my cat orange and use a big Sharpie to make tiger stripes onher… Okay, bad idea.
A crocodile. One of those monster 18 ft. saltwater crocodiles they have in Australia. I’d build a pool in the backyard with a platform over it so I could dangle chickens over it to make it jump for them.
Then I’d invite Steve Irwin over to dangle his kids over the fence.
What fun would that be? His thread history would be nothing but:
Pitting My Lazy-Ass, Non-Feeding-Me-On-Demand Owner
Pitting My Owner For Wanting Affection
Pitting My Owner For Not Giving Me Affection When I Want It
Pitting Vacuums
Pitting All Of Humanity
I have been around 100 + wolf and wolf hybrids and they are just like any other big dog. There is no doubt that the totally accepted domesticated dogs vary between the breeds way more than a wolf differs from a big dog like a German Sheared.
Also, for you guys that want to get a skunk. The de-scented ones stink worse than the fully armed critters. It seems that the de-scented ones know it and they are always trying to spray and there is always an odor. The ones I have come across in the wild did not have an odor that was detectable at eight feet, and the one that I knew as a home pet (not my home) had no odor at all but it sure had the ability to do something
I need a meerkat tribe. I have room and I have bugs, rodents and birds for them to snack on. I also want a chipmunk. They’re the cutest little rodents. And an elephant and a giraffe. I want a gorilla friend and a dolphin friend.
When I went to the San Diego zoo, it was, “I’ll have one of those and two of those and lots of those…”
It would be cool to have a caw. They’re playful, intelligent and independent, the cats of the crowfamily. Besides they have these cute blue eyes.
My BF had one when he was a kid. It would fly with him to school and land on his shoulder when he called it from the schoolyard.
His ex-GF had a pet duck named Cookie. He allowed himself to be cuddled. Is there anything cuter then a duck wagging his tailfeathers, walking clumsily near the pond, going indignantly “quack!”?
::quits typing and goes in search of a cat to pet, preferably a cat who isn’t entirely willing and has to be caught::
My cats, Luna and Katya, haven’t signed up, because they don’t have credit cards, though I know the day will come when they get credit card offers in our junk mail…
That said, Luna has written part of a post for me on the Dope. She was walking on the keyboard while I was posting, and the following:
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showed up in my post. So I have a cat who has posted on the SDMB- does that count?
Oh, and the cats know all sorts of things I don’t, so I think they might already be smarter:
Why puddles of water in the tub or sink are tastier than cat-bowl water that comes from the very same sink.
Why dry food that has just been put into the bowl is tastier than dry food that has been sitting there for 12 hours.
That our toilet poses a grave threat to us from which we must be defended (they are always in the bathroom with us, and both of them have jumped into the toilet)
Never take me to the zoo-I’m almost impossible to get out of the kitty house. Servals, lynxes, ocelots, love them all! Nyctea hasn’t seen this thread yet-birds of prey and owls are such fascinating creatures.
The one not mentioned-not very cuddly, but still kinda neat: Armadillo. Kinda like a cat crossed with Mad Max.
To torture people who get tunes stuck in their heads: I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
only a hippopotamus will do
don’t want a doll or dinky tinker toy
I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy
thanks, that’s going to be with me ALL WEEKEND now! grr…I have to fly tomorrow, which means I’ll be bored, which means that this song will come popping into my head at random intervals…
Not that I’d object to anyone who wants to send me a hippo, they’re so cute, like giant pigs. But I could train it to attack, so it would be my watch-hippo, and I’d have “Beware of Hippo” signs everywhere. People wouldn’t take them seriously, but when the hippo attacked, the couldn’t sue, because I did warn them!
It’s all part of my master plan to rule the world, starting with the cute and fuzzies and working my way up…but don’t tell anyone, ok?
My Dad used to manage a farm, and he raised a baby kangaroo, Josephine the joey. We used to play with her on holidays. Sooooooo cute! You have to supply joeys with a hanging bag, to simulate a pouch.
It is a very very good thing they have bars and/or glass on tiger cages at the zoo. Intellectually, I know they will eat me. Emotionally, I go, “Oooh! Kitty! Pretty kitty! Wanna pet! I wanna rub his little tummy, yesIdoyesIdo!”
A friend of mine was a wildlife rescue caretaker person - at various times he had a pair of baby black bears whose mother had been killed, a litter of nine ocelots, a bunch of bigger cats, several really cool snakes, and assorted “suburban” wildlife: raccoons, squirrels, foxes, birds, etc. I loved hanging around his place; he was like a solo Seigfried and Roy without the sequins. (And yes, for anyone who was going to ask - he was licensed and qualified to care for these animals, and most of the smaller “local” ones were successfully released into the wild. The wild and big ones who couldn’t be released were placed in zoos.)
