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TildeGunderson reply
I'm not a divorce lawyer, but this happened to a friend of mine.
A guy I knew was married to this girl that got cancer, and they went through hell to make sure she got better. They kind of disappeared, but after a while, she reappeared and started mentioning that they got divorced because my friend wasn't supportive of her treatment. He said that he didn't want to pay for treatment and take her to the doctors and whatnot. From it all, my buddy seemed like a real piece of work and wanted her to die. Our friend group ostracized him quietly, removing him from invites and whatnot because of what she said.
I then got a message from my buddy asking what's up and why I or other members of the group haven't talked to him or whatever. I asked how his relationship with his partner was going (playing dumb), and he said that they divorced because she **faked having cancer**. She was eliciting sympathy and getting off the people feeling bad for her, and then disappearing for "cancer treatment" while she went off to go shopping and whatnot. She even shaved her head for the bit, and then painted my bud like a huge jerk when he discovered and divorced her.
I then explained to him what happened from our end, and then we tried to get my other friends to believe his side. He said he didn't think he'd need to explain himself, and didn't realize she was going around gaslighting everyone into believing he's a liar.

newvideoaz reply
20 years ago a saw a lost dog on our street. A Golden Retriever mix. We're dog people so I saw he had a collar and was well fed so i got him into our fenced back yard and called the number on his tag. No answer. Figured the owner was at work. Called again over the next 24 hours but got no answer. Gave the dog water and fed him and he looked fine, if a bit sad. The second day, finally got through to his owner. The owner had been out of town and realized the dog had managed to get out of his fenced yard and was clearly worried when he come home and find his friend missing. So I give the guy my address - and an hour later a truck pulls up at my house.
At the sound of the truck, the dog leaps up and RUNS to the window his tail wagging. The owner gets out of his car - I open the front door and the dog LEAPS out and beelines toward his master. They embrace and obviously both the owner and the dog are overjoyed to be reunited. The owner comes over to shake my hand and thank me. Offers money, but as dog people know, this is NOT a money thing.
Then the thing I'll never forget happens...
The guy and dog walk back to the truck, the owner opens the passenger door. The dog crouches to jump up. Then stops cold.
The dog looks directly back at me. Then at his master like for permission. Then the dog sprints back across the lawn to me. I kneel down to give him a goodbye scratch on the head. The dog literally plants a kiss on my face. (lick to you non dog-people)
Then spins and runs back to his owners truck to resume his life.
One of my favorite memories.

newvideoaz reply
20 years ago a saw a lost dog on our street. A Golden Retriever mix. We're dog people so I saw he had a collar and was well fed so i got him into our fenced back yard and called the number on his tag. No answer. Figured the owner was at work. Called again over the next 24 hours but got no answer. Gave the dog water and fed him and he looked fine, if a bit sad. The second day, finally got through to his owner. The owner had been out of town and realized the dog had managed to get out of his fenced yard and was clearly worried when he come home and find his friend missing. So I give the guy my address - and an hour later a truck pulls up at my house.
At the sound of the truck, the dog leaps up and RUNS to the window his tail wagging. The owner gets out of his car - I open the front door and the dog LEAPS out and beelines toward his master. They embrace and obviously both the owner and the dog are overjoyed to be reunited. The owner comes over to shake my hand and thank me. Offers money, but as dog people know, this is NOT a money thing.
Then the thing I'll never forget happens...
The guy and dog walk back to the truck, the owner opens the passenger door. The dog crouches to jump up. Then stops cold.
The dog looks directly back at me. Then at his master like for permission. Then the dog sprints back across the lawn to me. I kneel down to give him a goodbye scratch on the head. The dog literally plants a kiss on my face. (lick to you non dog-people)
Then spins and runs back to his owners truck to resume his life.
One of my favorite memories.

Elanthis reply
My golden was terrified of lightning. If we were not home then if he was indoors he would destroy door frames to get out and if outside he would run away to a friendly neighbors house. When he ran away he would take his dog bowl so they could feed him.

SusieDerkins611 reply
The other day I heard my cat puking and I ran around the house trying to find her so I could put her outside. She was in her litter box. She has never puked in the house and I always thought we were lucky, but apparently she has just been doing it in the litter box. I was so proud and thought she was so smart. Then later that day she jumped in the toilet, now I am not so sure.

dbrees reply
Till recently we had two dogs. One was a shiba inu mix female, the other a yorkie-poo male. We just had to have the shiba inu put down three weeks ago, she was 14 years old and when the cold weather hit her arthritis became so bad she could no longer get up from laying down without our help. In the days before we took her in, the yorkie-poo would not leave her side, wherever she was, he would be also. When we would give him a treat, he'd take one to her and give it to her, then come back and get one for himself. I was really amazed because up until this point he had always been a little selfish jerk and try to steal her treats and such.
Now, after the shiba inu is gone, he still takes a treat to her bed, places it there and then come back for another one. We left the treats there for two days just to see if he would eat them and he wouldn't. It was like he was trying to lure her back with treats. That little stock has skyrocketed during this whole ordeal.

Emby reply
My parrot told me a joke the other day. He said, "Where's poo?"
I said, "I dunno ... where?"
"Your shoulder."

ButterFluffers reply
My dog has gotten to the point where if he needs something, he'll come up to me and sit down in front of me and stare. We'll then shuffle through the series of phrases he knows. "Do you need to go outside?" -- "Do you want food?" -- "Do you want to play?" --"Do you want a treat?" After he hears the phrase for whatever he wants, he'll immediately stand up and start jumping.
It always blows my mind that I can basically have a conversation with my dog and get him what he wants. As a college student living in an apartment, this has become very helpful.
Edit: He's an Italian grey hound.

damnit_blondemoment reply
I have a Great Dane, my boyfriend has a Pit Bull. We moved in together officially about two/three months ago.
The dogs knew each other and were "civil" to each other in the past, but living together was a different story and I was worried. They both adored me and jealousy factors come into play a lot with growling and showing of teeth ( never attacks, just "brotherly" quarrels ).
One night I'm home by myself while boyfriend is at work. It's nice out, so I go outside in the backyard with the dogs, who are all too eager to play. They each pick up a stick and parade around, trying to get the other, if not me, to chase them. So while they're prancing around and chuffing and giving little playful growls at one another, the Pit Bull happened to break his stick and all he had left in his mouth was a twig off of the stick. No matter! He disappeared around the side of the house where they do their business and I thought nothing of it. I remained with the Great Dane and was enjoying watching him "buck" and prance with his stick, when all of a sudden he freezes, shoots his head up looking over to where the Pit Bull disappeared to. He paused for a moment and then dropped his stick and ran in that direction. I was oblivious, I thought maybe they had heard something on that side of the house and were going to investigate together. Suddenly, the Great Dane is rushing back at me, bouncing and looking extremely antsy. He's whine-barking at me ( like he does when he wants something ) and switching directions from running to me to running to the side of the house.
He's never done anything like that before, so I am instantly alarmed, and I follow him to the side of the house, where, before I even round the corner, I hear choking.
The Pit Bull had the twig in his mouth and he was choking on it. One end was lodged in the back of his throat and the other end was at the roof of his mouth. His gums were bloody from his furious pawing at his mouth and his hind legs were buckled and on the ground out of exhaustion.
I raced to him in horror and shoved my forearm in his mouth to hold it open without a second thought. The dislodging of the stick was pretty easy to do once I unlodged it from the bottom/back of his throat. All the while, the Great Dane watched on with perked ears and a serious face.
When I calmed down and let them into the house, the Pit Bull went in first, turned around and gave the Great Dane licks on his nose. Every night since then there are always licks to his nose.
**TL;DR: Great Dane heard Pit Bull choking and alerted me to help.**
Also, once my Great Dane wanted up on the bed with me and he does his whine-barking. Well, I had just washed the sheets, and I didn't want him up on there just yet so I ignored him. So he kept whine-talking and it went something like this: "AwwrrrorrrmmmmMOM!"
I wouldn't think TOO much of it except after he blurted out "MOM" he stopped and looked at me and perked up his ears like "Yeah, that HAD to have impressed you into responding."
He impresses me all the time and I'm sure I have more stories, but he still is a pretty big oaf regardless.

lemonlady7 reply
I was sitting in my childhood bedroom, with my fiancé holding me as I had a panic attack and all I could think was “if I stay in this house, I’m never going to leave it alive”.
We bought a house a few months later and my mental health has never been better. Life is stressful and rough patches are common, but I no longer see self harm as my only way out. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel now.

anon reply
Counter/ground agent here. If there is a delay for the love of God it's not our fault. I get that you might need to vent at someone, but we are having to deal with a LARGE amount of angry passengers, rebook them in a timely manner, most likely missing our lunch break, pulling and re tagging checked bags, all the while we have other flights we still need to check in for, load bags, prep the ramp and board. We will help you as best we can but we have a lot of other things going on at that moment than you getting into Tampa at 344p instead of 255p which for SOME reason is the end of the world because you won't have that extra hour In Disney world.

stephmveg reply
The ticket agents airline workers have a lot of power. I'm not a worker but noticed this on my last flight. I was flying out of LAX and there happened to be an explosive scare. They locked down the front of the terminal for a bit and everyone missed the early morning flights. After much waiting and watching some people in front of me implode (we had already missed flight so really there was no reason), I walked up the ticket agent. He was male about the same age as me and I usually go out of my way to be extra nice just because they dont deserve to be yelled at for something out of their control. He proceeded to get me on standby and was really upfront that there are so many people that I might not get on for a while. I said that was fine and I understood. I went to my ticket place. This is where it gets weird. I missed my first standby flight just didn't get on. But immediately after the ticket people at the gate called my name and said, " we received notice that you had been waiting the longest so youre being moved up to the front for the next flight. So we think youll get on." I know I hadn't, there were about 20 people waiting about the same time so I dont think that was true. As soon as the other flight started to load I was called first and given a first class ticket. I dont know what that guy did but I think he took a liking to me or thought it was nice that I wasn't a raging Karen and made some calls. Be nice to your flight crew. It goes a long way.

TildeGunderson reply
I'm not a divorce lawyer, but this happened to a friend of mine.
A guy I knew was married to this girl that got cancer, and they went through hell to make sure she got better. They kind of disappeared, but after a while, she reappeared and started mentioning that they got divorced because my friend wasn't supportive of her treatment. He said that he didn't want to pay for treatment and take her to the doctors and whatnot. From it all, my buddy seemed like a real piece of work and wanted her to die. Our friend group ostracized him quietly, removing him from invites and whatnot because of what she said.
I then got a message from my buddy asking what's up and why I or other members of the group haven't talked to him or whatever. I asked how his relationship with his partner was going (playing dumb), and he said that they divorced because she **faked having cancer**. She was eliciting sympathy and getting off the people feeling bad for her, and then disappearing for "cancer treatment" while she went off to go shopping and whatnot. She even shaved her head for the bit, and then painted my bud like a huge jerk when he discovered and divorced her.
I then explained to him what happened from our end, and then we tried to get my other friends to believe his side. He said he didn't think he'd need to explain himself, and didn't realize she was going around gaslighting everyone into believing he's a liar.

lemonlady7 reply
I was sitting in my childhood bedroom, with my fiancé holding me as I had a panic attack and all I could think was “if I stay in this house, I’m never going to leave it alive”.
We bought a house a few months later and my mental health has never been better. Life is stressful and rough patches are common, but I no longer see self harm as my only way out. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel now.

anon reply
Counter/ground agent here. If there is a delay for the love of God it's not our fault. I get that you might need to vent at someone, but we are having to deal with a LARGE amount of angry passengers, rebook them in a timely manner, most likely missing our lunch break, pulling and re tagging checked bags, all the while we have other flights we still need to check in for, load bags, prep the ramp and board. We will help you as best we can but we have a lot of other things going on at that moment than you getting into Tampa at 344p instead of 255p which for SOME reason is the end of the world because you won't have that extra hour In Disney world.

stephmveg reply
The ticket agents airline workers have a lot of power. I'm not a worker but noticed this on my last flight. I was flying out of LAX and there happened to be an explosive scare. They locked down the front of the terminal for a bit and everyone missed the early morning flights. After much waiting and watching some people in front of me implode (we had already missed flight so really there was no reason), I walked up the ticket agent. He was male about the same age as me and I usually go out of my way to be extra nice just because they dont deserve to be yelled at for something out of their control. He proceeded to get me on standby and was really upfront that there are so many people that I might not get on for a while. I said that was fine and I understood. I went to my ticket place. This is where it gets weird. I missed my first standby flight just didn't get on. But immediately after the ticket people at the gate called my name and said, " we received notice that you had been waiting the longest so youre being moved up to the front for the next flight. So we think youll get on." I know I hadn't, there were about 20 people waiting about the same time so I dont think that was true. As soon as the other flight started to load I was called first and given a first class ticket. I dont know what that guy did but I think he took a liking to me or thought it was nice that I wasn't a raging Karen and made some calls. Be nice to your flight crew. It goes a long way.

Emby reply
My parrot told me a joke the other day. He said, "Where's poo?"
I said, "I dunno ... where?"
"Your shoulder."

Elanthis reply
My golden was terrified of lightning. If we were not home then if he was indoors he would destroy door frames to get out and if outside he would run away to a friendly neighbors house. When he ran away he would take his dog bowl so they could feed him.

ButterFluffers reply
My dog has gotten to the point where if he needs something, he'll come up to me and sit down in front of me and stare. We'll then shuffle through the series of phrases he knows. "Do you need to go outside?" -- "Do you want food?" -- "Do you want to play?" --"Do you want a treat?" After he hears the phrase for whatever he wants, he'll immediately stand up and start jumping.
It always blows my mind that I can basically have a conversation with my dog and get him what he wants. As a college student living in an apartment, this has become very helpful.
Edit: He's an Italian grey hound.

damnit_blondemoment reply
I have a Great Dane, my boyfriend has a Pit Bull. We moved in together officially about two/three months ago.
The dogs knew each other and were "civil" to each other in the past, but living together was a different story and I was worried. They both adored me and jealousy factors come into play a lot with growling and showing of teeth ( never attacks, just "brotherly" quarrels ).
One night I'm home by myself while boyfriend is at work. It's nice out, so I go outside in the backyard with the dogs, who are all too eager to play. They each pick up a stick and parade around, trying to get the other, if not me, to chase them. So while they're prancing around and chuffing and giving little playful growls at one another, the Pit Bull happened to break his stick and all he had left in his mouth was a twig off of the stick. No matter! He disappeared around the side of the house where they do their business and I thought nothing of it. I remained with the Great Dane and was enjoying watching him "buck" and prance with his stick, when all of a sudden he freezes, shoots his head up looking over to where the Pit Bull disappeared to. He paused for a moment and then dropped his stick and ran in that direction. I was oblivious, I thought maybe they had heard something on that side of the house and were going to investigate together. Suddenly, the Great Dane is rushing back at me, bouncing and looking extremely antsy. He's whine-barking at me ( like he does when he wants something ) and switching directions from running to me to running to the side of the house.
He's never done anything like that before, so I am instantly alarmed, and I follow him to the side of the house, where, before I even round the corner, I hear choking.
The Pit Bull had the twig in his mouth and he was choking on it. One end was lodged in the back of his throat and the other end was at the roof of his mouth. His gums were bloody from his furious pawing at his mouth and his hind legs were buckled and on the ground out of exhaustion.
I raced to him in horror and shoved my forearm in his mouth to hold it open without a second thought. The dislodging of the stick was pretty easy to do once I unlodged it from the bottom/back of his throat. All the while, the Great Dane watched on with perked ears and a serious face.
When I calmed down and let them into the house, the Pit Bull went in first, turned around and gave the Great Dane licks on his nose. Every night since then there are always licks to his nose.
**TL;DR: Great Dane heard Pit Bull choking and alerted me to help.**
Also, once my Great Dane wanted up on the bed with me and he does his whine-barking. Well, I had just washed the sheets, and I didn't want him up on there just yet so I ignored him. So he kept whine-talking and it went something like this: "AwwrrrorrrmmmmMOM!"
I wouldn't think TOO much of it except after he blurted out "MOM" he stopped and looked at me and perked up his ears like "Yeah, that HAD to have impressed you into responding."
He impresses me all the time and I'm sure I have more stories, but he still is a pretty big oaf regardless.

SusieDerkins611 reply
The other day I heard my cat puking and I ran around the house trying to find her so I could put her outside. She was in her litter box. She has never puked in the house and I always thought we were lucky, but apparently she has just been doing it in the litter box. I was so proud and thought she was so smart. Then later that day she jumped in the toilet, now I am not so sure.










