Weird things your pets do/have done

We had a German short haired pointer who seemed to understand what we said, he was a stray, that came to our farm and was apparently dumped by someone, he was like a skeleton when he first came, we asked around and put ads in the stores when he wasn’t claimed we kept him. One day it was raining and two of our hens were out of the coop and yard, I was standing by our garage talking out loud kind of to my self saying"Boy those hens are going to be soaked and I wish I could find them", to my surprise, Spot came to me pushing both hens at my feet, if I hadn’t saw it with my own eyes I would not have believed it.

One day I opened the duck pen and one of the ducks flew out the door,Spot jumped up and grabbed the duck and ran through the cornfield, I hollered at him but he just kept going, I couldn’t find him so I had to give up, then in the early evening he came back with his tail between his legs, and I guess he figured he would have to face the music, but had no where else to go.

There was several other things he did, so after that I figured animals know more than we think they do.

Monavis

Max loves feet, feet with shoes, feet with socks, bare feet. He turns sommersaults on feet, while purring as loud as possible. The only other time he purrs is when he sleeps on my head.
He also fetches. He has a pink nerf soccer ball and a Tigger finger puppet as his fetch toys.
He also tries to lick me dry when I take a bath.

I had one cat that would lie down to eat.

Another cat I had once caught a mouse at a friend’s house. He gave it a bath. He showed no interest in killing it. I finally rescued it and put it outside.

That’s our cats. We have five and as far as they’re concerned, mice are their bestest buddies. They’ll slap 'em silly, but they never intend to kill them. That’s mostly an outdoor/feral cat behavior.

Occasionally I’ll get a nice, bloody decapitation, but not nearly often enough.

Where do I even begin with my dog>? His name is Cash and he’s a 40lb mutt.

The oddest thing is that we don’t know where he poops. We have a little over 5 acres and yet we never find dog poop in the yard. Not that I’m complaining! It is probably related to odd behavior #2.

And that is that he has to do his daily “morning patrol”. As soon as you open the door for him to go outside he races up the hill to the property line, and then carefully walks the entire boundary of our property. I assume he shits somewhere in one of the fields surrounding our land while doing this.

He is a little like the Elza B’s cat in that he will lay on the floor of our bedroom until my wife and I are asleep, then he goes downstairs and sleeps on the couch.

He’s a great dog and is one of the smartest I’ve ever had, but admittedly not smart enough to know about christmas presents!

My cat Peter “tucks me in” every night. After I’ve gotten in bed, he kneads around my legs and feet. I always thought it was really sweet. He did this to one of my ex-boyfriends, too. One night he noticed something…odd…about the tucking in. He leaned up and watched the cat.

The tucking in? Is dry-humping. :eek:

He’s fixed, thank the gods. And he still does it, too. I figure we’re both getting something out of the deal.

My older cats-one of each gender (fixed)-enjoy being thumped briskly and soundly on the hindquarters. The youngest cat couldn’t be bothered. But he is always trying to hump the female. He is fixed, so it is dry. And she is NOT interested but has not taken him to task yet. I think she should knock him silly because she is older, smarter, and outmasses him. But it has not happened yet.

This one should be “Whut you mean, iz not littrbox?”

Our kitten chose one of the other cats toys as her favourite within a day or so of us bringing her home. That was ok, since the other cat never looked twice at that particular plush mousie.

Since then, the kitten has systematically destroyed the toy. She began by biting and pulling out all the plush fibres, so for weeks, we found little tufts of bright pink all over the house. Somewhere along the line one of the felt eyes got removed (we never found it) and the tail has been drastically shortened. Now bald, blind, and nearly tailless, this poor mouse has now suffered the loss of all of it’s internal stuffing; balls of cotton (?) have been found around the house for a couple of weeks now. This once pristine toy has, in the space of about 2 months, become an unidentifiable mesh baggy with a couple of strands of pink, a 2cm tail, and no stuffing.

And the kitten STILL goes crazy over it! Just picking it up causes her to jump up and try and grab it, and she spends hours tossing it around the room, carrying it around the house, and otherwise making it suffer the indignities of being a favourite cat toy. We have thought about throwing it out, and we even tossed it into the bin in the living room. 30 minutes later, she had fished it out and was throwing it around the room in order to chase and catch it.

I wonder if we can ever find a replacement for it, or if we will be stuck with this embarrassing toy forever.

Our other cat is a little clumsy. She occasionally attempts jumps that any other cat could do blindly, but misses (for example, I’ve seen her miss the jump from the couch to the coffee table, which are at the same height, and at the time were about 1 foot apart). At least we don’t have to worry too much about her jumping onto counters, because she never makes it! In the washroom, though, she loves to drink out of the sink faucet, and while I have seen her manage the vertical jump, she is much more likely to jump onto the edge of the tub, look over her shoulder at the sink (because she’s now looking the wrong way, see!), jump into the tub, turn around, and do a 2 point jump onto the counter.

She also loves to drink water with icecubes in it, but the kitten fishes them out and chases them around the floor, so we have had to stop offering that luxury.