There are still people who think that animals are quite stupid, unreasonable beings, incapable of solving problems and having feelings. The same people believe that the only thing that your pet is good for is guarding property or being a cute animal at best, and life on a chain is what suits them best. Bored Panda would like to prove those people wrong with a collection of true stories highlighting animal intelligence in the best way possible. On the other hand, if you know that pets are way smarter than they seem, these animal stories will further deepen your admiration for our four-legged friends.
From a cat that saved his little human with an improvised Heimlich maneuver to a group of bees that kept one of their own from drowning, these smart animals have perfectly adapted to the changing world, and their species are lucky to have them. Let's just hope their genes are passed onto future generations, as well.
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This is not worryingly smart...more like, I'm here today because of my cat. I had just arrived home from school as an eleven-year-old. Nobody else was home. The cat always trotted towards the kitchen since I always fed her as soon as I got home. That day I had just bought a giant gobstopper (it was the 80's) and somehow inhaled the thing about three steps inside the house. The cat halfway trotted to the kitchen, heard me make the weird sound of a giant ball of candy lodging in my throat and stopped to turn around and look at me...looked me straight in the eye very focused like. I knew I was fucked...couldn't breathe in, couldn't cough and hadn't learned the self Heimlich maneuver yet (throwing yourself on a chair back). I sort of sat heavily on a nearby couch starting to panic. Well, the cat, with the very focused stare still in effect, charged at me...full cat sprint... and jumped hard on my stomach and out popped the gobstopper. I started sort of crying from the release of stress. The cat started purring and curled up in my lap. She saved her boy.
A couple years ago I almost died. ( click on my name to read it here on BP) I got home from the hospital, but I was still coughing up cups full of blood and coulnt walk yet, sometimes i was too weak to sit up. One night I was sleeping in my bed and I started caughing up blood, I was on my back and coulnt sit up. I started choking. My puppers, Scotch, started barking but when no one came he ran to my parents room and barked at their door real loud. They came running out, confused and Scotch ran back to my room, parents followed and all was well. From that point on, Scotch would sleep with me and if he ever felt that I needed anything he would try his best to make it happen. Some he did on his own. Get my blanket, slippers, water bottle, ect. Or he would get my brother or parents for me. Rest in peace Scotch, you will forever be known as my savior. 😔
I absolutely believe you. We simply have no idea of their real intelligence.
Animals aren't stupid they're actually pretty smart and pretty good at understanding us to
My cat liked to sleep under a lamp I had on my floor because of the warmth. But the light was bright, so he knocked down an empty trash can and put his head under it. But the trash can was hard-sided, so he dragged a sock over from the dirty clothes pile and used it as a pillow.
I came home to find him like this.
I have two very fat cats. One of them purrs at every touch while the other only purrs for my boyfriend. People will pet him, but he never ever purrs unless my boyfriend is petting him. He is a fairly smart cat and will lay next to us if we're feeling sick, I think so that we may feel better. This cat's name is Shade. One day, I was extremely depressed. I couldn't get out of bed because what was the point? I silently sobbed to myself the whole night and the next morning, worried about the future. And then I felt the weight of my cat hopping onto the bed. It was Shade. He very unexpectedly walked right up to my face and sat down next to me. I reached out to touch him. He purred. He purred for me. He had never purred for anyone else before. It was that moment that I knew he knew something was wrong and he wanted me to feel better, however way he could do it. He knew it wasn't physical illness, but something deeper. He thought that maybe if he could convey that I make him feel good, that I would feel better. It worked; I suddenly felt that even if the whole world was against me, I still had him by my side. I love my cats.
I owe my life to a cat for the same sort of thing, I was very ill for a year and was totally miserable with it. I adopted a cat, (well she insisted that I take her home). She always sensed when I was struggling and would demand that she sit on my chest then she would purr as loudly as she could. That always soothed me and gave me enough strength to make it through that black year.
Cats purring is similar to ultra sound, that helps fix bones....I think he tried to heal you.
I used to have a dog and two cats. My dog, Missy, was very close to me and could usually be found lying next to my feet, with her head on my feet like a pillow. After a short illness, Missy passed away. That night, Cupcake, one of my cats, came over, laid down, and rested her head on my feet. She had NEVER done this before, but she knew i needed comfort.
My neighbor had fractured his leg and was on bed for a week and his cat Meena was full time with him on his bed purring softly. Every time the door bell rang Meena would go to the door and mew loudly as if to say wait the door will be opened soon.
Purring happens at a frequency that promotes healing. This is true! :)
I had a similar experience, my girlfriends dog Benjie is very much hers, and he follows her everywhere. One day I had a call to say my uncle had died unexpectedly, we were very close and I was utterly distraught, I lay in bed crying and Benjie came and lay on my chest and did not leave me alone for the rest of the day. He knew something was up and he was just what I needed and made it a lot easier to deal with. Legend of a dog!
Bees are...not so smart when it comes to not drowning. You keep their water bowl shallow and with rough edges and lots of rocks in it for standing on, but some still fall in. So one day I see a drowning lady in the water dish and I'm about to scoop her out when I see two others save her instead. The two bees were on one of the rocks and they faced one another and held each other's legs, then and as a unit, backed down the rock until the farthest bee's back legs were in reach of the drowning bee. She grabbed on, then as a unit they scooted back up the rock until she was outta the water, then they helped her dry off. Bees are amazing and fascinating and I've seen some cool shit in a hive, but that right there was next level awesome.
Did you know that bees vote on big issues like where to move the hive when when it gets over crowded?
Load More Replies...you have a water bowl out for bees? with rocks so they don't drown?? Bless your heart... the world needs more people like you
According to all known laws of aviation, THIS IS THE GREATEST THING EVER
- Be living with myself and my two pets, a cat and a dog;
- Dog barks at everything and cat never give a **** about anything or anyone;
- Be asleep;
- Hear my dog barking;
- He shuts up after 30 seconds;
- I try to fall asleep again;
- After two minutes my dog start barking again like crazy;
- I go down to tell him to shut up;
- When I get down there is a freaking burglar on the bookshelf;
- Ski mask and all;
- On the floor lies a gun;
- Beneath bookshelf is my dog barking and jumping up after him;
- On the couch sits my cat looking like he found my tuna stash;
- I call the police;
- They arrest the guy;
- I give my dog a sausage for being a good guard dog;
- A couple of days later a guy calls from the station;
- During the interrogation the burglar admitted that he broke into my house, kicked my cat and lured my dog into a closet;
- My dog jumped him two minutes later;
- The burglar didn't know my dog can open doors;
- He can't;
- My cat being "**** everyone else" - king of the house can though;
- Taught himself so he can come and go as he pleases;
- My cat must have become pissed and released my dog so he could attack the burglar;
- MFW my cat is a ****;
- MFW I added animal cruelty to the charges.
And a throne...and a crown. He truly is King of the house. 🐈👑
Load More Replies...Amazing story. Sometimes our pets are smarter than we are. When I tell my dog something , he understands and does what I say. When he tells me something I might not quite understand him, so he must also show me what he wants!!
Artwork from Oglaf! Brilliant! (look up if intrigued but sooooo NSFW!)
My cat used to walk to the local vet by himself whenever he had a tick or wound. He'd go before I ever even knew there was a problem. There was a lot of confusion surrounding his patches of shaved hair and seemingly treated wounds before we found out what was going on. I have many, many stories about that cat.
My Vet accepts CareCredit, and will keep your info onfile. If you're a regular (like this cat) they'll send out a bill at the end of each month.
Load More Replies...That is the first and last time a cat will ever willingly go to the vet
I have a blind (born with fucked up eyes), 150lbs of solid muscle, American Bulldog. He loves everyone. If he hears a new voice, the "love wiggles" begin. He is just a huge lover dog. Sleeps with my 4-year-old every night. Gets along with my cats and other dogs. Just a giant sweetheart. Well, a work buddy of mine gave me a ride home once. Invited him in for a bit. We walk in. My pup starts his love wiggles... ...and stops. Ears fall. Tail droops. His expression changes from his usual happy-go-lucky self into... the dog he looks like: A vicious monster. Well... he bears his teeth, starts growling at my buddy, and when my son walked into the room, he went nuts. He lunged at my buddy, snarling, teeth barred. WTF? He never acts like this. EVER. I was so confused and embarrassed. My buddy leaves. I scold my pup. Life goes on. Fast forward a few months and it turns out the buddy of mine from work is arrested for possession of kiddy-porn. My blind beast who loves everyone... somehow knew to hate this guy. He instinctively disliked him. And when my son came into the room, he went into protect-mode and tried to get the guy. Creepy stuff.
If only we all had stronger senses like this
Load More Replies...I've had that happen with me. I usually get along with everyone..but there have been a few times that I instantly get a weird vibe off of a person I don't know. My mother invited me and my sister out to dinner. Turned out she was introducing us to her new boyfriend. As soon as we shook hands, I started getting a weird feeling like he was hiding something or holding something back. A few months later, my mom moved in with us because it turned out her boyfriend was beating the c**p out of her on a frequent basis. The day we moved her out, my brother found a gun under the boyfriends pillow. My brother confiscated it. When the boyfriend came home and tried to threaten my mother, my brother stood behind him and said "You'll want to leave now..because I found your gun. You can leave on your own two feet or on a coroners stretcher. Either way, you stay away from her. I'll be watching you." We never heard from him again....
That's happened to me too. Once in college, there was this guy my friends liked to hang out with, but for some reason, he didn't seem to like me, and one of my friends even confirmed it to me. I have Asperger's syndrome--or something similar and I'm not good with social cues, but I just felt bad vibes around this guy--and I am an easygoing, friendly person. Sure enough, one day during either lunch or dinner, the guy starts stating that without his medication, he'd want to beat someone up--and clearly used me--who was right there, as an example. I was not comfortable about this, and told my therapist at the wellness center on campus. Not too long afterwards, she told me that he had left college for psychiatric help. I was so relieved.
Load More Replies...Trust your pets, folks.They know, and they love you too much to see you get hurt.
I made a crow friend while smoking on the porch. I gave it fragments of whatever food I could find on the way out. One day, I found an empty pack of Marb on the porch. Puzzled, but I threw it away. A few days later, I found my crow bro standing behind 3 empty packs of cigarettes. I tried to pick them to throw away, but the crow bro was protecting them for some reason. Frustrated, but I gave it a small chunk of meat as I took another drag. As I gave it the meat, the crow picked up one of the packs and placed it in front of me. Then, it hit me: the crow is trading with me. The trade went on for few more times until the winter hit Minnesota. TL;dr; a crow traded cigarette packaging for food with me.
crows are proven to be very smart, they have sense of humor, pranks their friends, and pass informations each other to cooperate for various tasks.
They really are, I love the video of a crow "snowboarding" with a mason jar lid: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3dWw9GLcOeA
Load More Replies...I love crows. I used to talk to the ones that hung out on my roof in Seattle, and leave them treats. They kept my yard free of mice (I'd find bones in my driveway, below where they'd hang out).
Of all the birds, Crows and Ravens are my favourite. I always give crows food when I see them.
My friend's dog would leave some food in his bowl for the birds. As if that's not amazing enough, my friend would find palm seeds in the bowl which the birds left as a thank-you. Sometime later, I put out a dish with bird seeds. The neighbourhood birds started to congregate there. A few days later, I found a palm seed (which they probably got from my tree) in the dish. My friend and I live half a country apart. Is this a universal bird currency or what?
I had a cat that learned how to open the fridge, and then my dog started begging my cat for food. And then the cat started getting into the fridge just to feed the dog. I patiently await the day where my pets decide to overthrow me and have me fixed. I'm not fighting it, that'll only make it worse in the long run.
I had a dog and a ferret living in the same household at one time. My father in law was friends with a fella who delivered potato chips to stores, the fella used to give my father in law the "overages" that could not be returned to the depot, so he got chips by the case from this fella. He gave me 2 large boxes full of chips once, I took them home and put the boxes up on the diningroom table to make them less accessible to kids and pets. Woke up on a sunday morning to see, the ferret on the diningroom tale emptying the boxes one bag at a time, ferret would try to open the bag and if he couldn't he tossed it down to the dog, who unfortunately could open every bag, they had helped themselves to 4 bags by the time I got out there and were working on the fifth when I arrived. It's the funniest thing to see half awake on a sunday morning, ferret pulled out each bag and smelled it all over to make sure it was food before tossing it down to the dog!
They have no need to take us over anymore than they have done. It is still the slaves' job to fill the fridge. And to produce and train more slaves.
Ooops sorrry I do not mean to belittle any real slaves. That would be hell.
Load More Replies...Wait, how the hell would they get enough money to get me fixed?
So cute!... We are slaves to our pets? Let them do what they want...
I had a German Shepherd-Chow mix who was incredibly smart and loyal. She was a rescue our family picked up from a shelter when she was about 8 months old. Her name was Jazz, and I have never seen another like her. When my brother was about two years old, he learned to unlock and open doors. We had a fenced in backyard with a large pool. We did have a sturdy cover on the pool at this time because it was dead of winter, but some water seeped on top of the cover, like most covers, if you were to try to walk across it. One day, my brother opened the back door and headed straight for the pool. The lady who helped clean our house saw what was happening through the window over the sink. She screamed, and we all ran outside to go get him. What we saw was my wonderful dog stand in front of him, gently take his hand in her mouth and lead him away from the pool. She was incredible.
The dog I grew up with frequently pulled us kids away from water - creeks, heaters, and so on.
Same here, St Bernard. We lived in the country, but the road in front of our house was busy. I’m told that one day, when I was a toddler, I decided to go down the front path to the fence that faced the road. It had a small gate that opened up on the road (for some dumb reason), that I was making a beeline for. That is, until 150 lbs of Heidi the St Bernard ran past me and sat down right in front of the gate so I couldn’t get out. She was such a great nanny dog. I’d love to have another St Bernard as soon as I can afford the food bill.
Load More Replies...A couple years ago I almost died. ( I have a story of it on BP) I got home from the hospital, but I was still coughing up cups full of blood and coulnt walk yet, sometimes i was too weak to sit up. One night I was sleeping in my bed and I started caughing up blood, I was on my back and coulnt sit up. I started choking. My puppers, Scotch, started barking but when no one came he ran to my parents room and barked at their door real loud. They came running out, confused and Scotch ran back to my room, parents followed and all was well. From that point on, Scotch would sleep with me and if he ever felt that I needed anything he would try his best to make it happen. Some he did on his own. Get my blanket, slippers, water bottle, ect. Or he would get my brother or parents for me. Rest in peace Scotch, you will forever be known as my savior.
Shelter dogs rule. GOD bless you for adopting (well, apparently, He did).
Why am i crying, the beauty of animals fills my heart with joy and my eyes with tears. Wish human being could be like this
My dad's sister had a German Shepherd who loved her daughter. Daughter managed to get the gate open one day (toddler) and the dog grabbed her pants and wouldn't let her go out the gate. Kid was screaming her head off and mad when my aunt found them. Doggo got lots of praise for that one. She was always the kids baby sitter and wouldn't let her go anywhere.
My dog is a total idiot. I mean she regularly fails all of those dog intelligence tests, she's kind of neurotic and has a slightly deformed leg. She was once in a forest hiking with my mom and failed to notice a bear 10 yards away.
Anyways, my mom took her hiking with my aunt and her chocolate lab and they got seriously lost in the mountains. Mom was having a heat stroke, it was well in the 90's and my aunt didn't know where to go. My dog, who normally just lays down uselessly when it's too hot, lead them for six miles out of the forest- where she'd never been before. My mom and aunt occasionally thought she was wrong and tried to take a different term but she'd start whining and sit where the right trail was.
It took hours but my dog got everyone home safe and sound.
You sound like an idiot for calling your dog a total idiot *after* she basically saved your Mom and Aunt's lives
Also, the humans in the story don't seem to be very intelligent either. If you go hiking you must make sure you know your way, or keep close to a natural feature like a river so as not to get lost, or you learn some basic orientation skills.They would have been in deep s**t without the "stupid" dog!
Load More Replies...No dog is a total idiot. They just need the right moment to show their true intelligence.
I worked at a pet store. We had a guard dog. Mean looking pit bull dog. When customers would show up before the store opened and bang on the door to get in, the owner would say "Sic 'em Butch" and the dog would run out of the back, barking and snarling, and slam into the front door glass till the customer went away and waited for the store to open. One day, I was in the back of the store, and a customer came rapping on the front glass to get in early. Nobody was in the retail area of the store, the dog was in the back and didn't hear the rapping... But, the store mascot parrot was on his perch in the front of the store, and suddenly, called out, "Sic, em Butch!" The dog came running, snarling and chased the customer away. no humans were involved inside the store. I just sat in amazement as I watched the whole thing.
A good team. Next thing you know they work the store without humans.
Hahaha... I used to whistle to call my chickens. They would come running as they knew there was food for them. Then I heard the same tune from across the street. It sounded a bit different from me, but my chickens didn't differentiate and would always run in that direction, then look confused when they saw nothing. Later my mum told me the neighbour had a myna. Darn thing imitated me! I don't know if he knows the chickens came a-running.
Cute, but, what kind of business is it that uses a dog acting aggressive to scare away potential customers? Who would want to come in when the owner trained the dog this way? Might be a bit concerned being in the store when it was open.
Not loving the story... We have enough of "scary pitbull" stereotypes already and have a pet store owner emphasize it is just bad. We had a rescue pitbull and she was the most loving dog ever. When we were at the shelter the employees tried to dissuade us from picking Chloe, because she was a "scary pitbull." Thankfully we never heard any pitbull stories before so we took her home anyway. An encounter with a badly trained pitbull with an a*****e owner like in the story might have dissuaded us and one dog life would have been lost... I think that no dog should be trained to snarl and bark at innocent people. This is not funny, this damages the dogs' reputation and our relationship with them.
Agreed, you would think a pet shop would not add to the vicious pit bull stereotype.
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And they both lived together happily forever - The Doggo and Mr. Smart a*s Parrot!
Every morning for breakfast I always eat fruit and that weekend there was a farmers market selling fruit for cheap so I bought a TON. I couldn't fit them in the fridge so I left a few bags on the side in the dining room (reachable distance) I **** you not, I woke up and was surprised to see an apple next to me. Over the next few days, my dog would get up in the morning, go in the bag, and get a fruit to put next to me on the bed. He proceeded to do this for the next two weeks until we ran out. I thought it was the cutest thing ever but a part of me is like holy ****.
Yep, I would exactly the same, just so that he can do that.
Load More Replies...My dog eats the apples and digs up the outside planter to bury them. what kind of doggo is this?
My dog would simply come sit on the bed and wait for me to wake up so I can see him eating the apple. proud boi
I hope you washed those apples before eating them xD! 100 points to Doggo though!
If dog spit was going to kill anyone...........I would have been dead years ago.
Load More Replies...As our pets see our routine, it doesn't take long for them to understand, our needs !!!
There was a flock of little birds outside of a French bakery in California. They would pick at bits of scones and croissants people threw away in the trash cans nearby, and many of them would approach people for scraps. We noticed one particular bird hopping around on one leg begging for scraps, and we gave it a little bit of our bread. As soon as it had the bit of food in its beak, I swear to god it looked right at me and dropped its other leg to the ground.
There's a species of bird that will fake an injury, limping on the ground. dragging one wing. Once it has lured the predator away from the nest, it flies away. Awesomesauce.
My cat can operate the recliner, turn on/off the faucet, open doors, turn off lights, and defeat her food dispenser (she found the button that dispenses regardless of the timer). At this point, it's like having a fat, furry roommate.
Sure sign of cats are aliens bound to invade and rule over us one day! Behold the great cats! Bow!
My cat is scared by basically anything, but for some reason he LOVES opening that one door that leads to the toilets and hide in the room for hours
My cat climbs through all my surrounding neighbours windows and steals their food, she even grabs the food from my hand as its about to go to my mouth. She be gangsta and she has a full bowl of delicious salmon cat food or whatever variation everyday. She steals from my plate and then you just see a white paw appear from nowhere, just a paw, nothing else.
There was crow who would drop walnuts on the road waiting for cars to run them over. It would then wait at the crosswalk with people for the light to change. When it would it would walk over and eat the broken walnut.
Many crows do this, crows are now days considered most intelligent bird species, they are able to crack some very difficult puzzles. Check out YT for some amazing vids on their intelligence.
What you find here on country roads are chesnuts far away of the trees (crow's making)
It has been scientifically proven, that crows are smarter than 7 year old humans!
In my street the crows just drop the walnuts from the roof to break them.
When my big orange tabby cat wanted me up to feed him breakfast he got into the habit of coming into the bedroom and meowing loudly around 5 am. I soon cured him of that by getting up and quietly locking him in the bathroom for an hour or so while I got some more sleep. Sure enough, after a few times, he stopped waking me up with those loud "MEOOOWS!" But I found I still would wake up early for some unknown reason with the cat on the floor by my bed staring at me expecting breakfast. It wasn't until one morning when I woke up really early and was just lying in bed thinking of getting up when I heard the smallest meow you could ever hear -just a little tiny kitten like "mew". He then waited a minute or two and then repeated. He basically did this non-stop at irregular intervals just within hearing range so I wouldn't know that he had woken me up. Smart cat.
Awww! I hope that he didn't receive the bathroom treatment for his modified approach!
When I was 6, I stayed at my Grandmothers. When they had an emergency, they asked their neighbor..a sweet little old lady named Hilde to watch me. When we were getting ready for bed, she told me I may hear a tapping in the morning and not to be alarmed..it was just the squirrel. I said ok but was still confused. In the morning, we got up early and sat down to breakfast near a window. About 7:00 am, Hilde went to the kitchen for a minute. I hear a tapping noise and there is the squirrel on the window sill, wrapping his little paw against the window. Hilde says "alright" and opens the window. She then lays 5 peanuts, still in their shells, on the window sill. The squirrel took one, did like a little "thank you" bow and ran off. He repeated the process until all the peanuts were safely hidden.
Aw. Hilde and the squirrel have such a great friendship.
Load More Replies...We solved the problem by feeding the cats at 10pm. They come and ask us to feed them before bed, and haven't woken us for food since.
When cat has had enough of waiting for breakfast he comes and sits on my chest and stares at me, occasionally patting my face. Nothing subtle about it.
I would take a meow over the head bitting, slap in the face I get any day.
Feed your cat in the evenings! I never get woken up anymore with my three boys. It was 18 years of morning hell with my first cat. I'm a slow learner.
Man just feed him. Mine annoy the hell out of me but they always know what time to start asking for food.
I love the way my kitteh leads me to the utility room where his food is kept. He continually glances over his shoulder to be sure I am following.
OMG my Kotkoslav do the same. And not only for food but for to give him attention
My parent's old dog would bring people's shoes to them, and she always matched the right shoes to the right people. It was especially awesome when we would have company that overstayed their welcome (my folks are farmers who like to go to bed early) when she would walk up and drop their shoes in their lap.
it's like the "PLEASE LEAVE BY 9" instead of "happy birthday" meme lol
They should put a sign up in the bathroom. If they're staying that long, sooner or later they will need the bathroom. 🚽😁
Load More Replies...Make sure we treat doggo and drop the correct treats to the correct doggo ;)
My dog will take one of your shoes. And put it. On his rug. This way, if you leave again, knows you have to walk to the rug to get one shoe, and it may increase his cancer e googol with you!
This was my dog. I was eating a bagel on the couch and he was sitting on the floor next to me, just eyeing me down. You could tell he wanted some, but I wasn't giving in to his cute persuasions. He calmly walks over the mudroom door and rings his bell that lets us know that he has to go to the bathroom. So I get off the couch, put my bagel on the coffee table and walk into the mudroom. Well between the time I got up and walked to the mudroom door, he ran around, back through the kitchen and had snagged my bagel off the table. I didn't even try to get it back from him, the slick bastard deserved his prize. I realized who was the smartest being in the house that day.
That's dogs for you....they snatch your food from right under your nose and you can't even get mad at them...
I have an idiot dog who likes to get in the shopping when it's delivered. Mostly we stop him but he's sneaky. Fool ate a raw potato even though there was really nice food he could have stolen!
Load More Replies...One time, my neighbor's dog ate an entire loaf of bread when their back was turned.
My puppy did something similar. I was home for lunch, making chicken breast sandwiches with real roast chicken. Dog was on the other side of the island, watching me like a hawk. This was a potty training pup, so of course he has an "accident" (really it was an 'on purpose') and peed all over the living room floor. I abandoned the sandwich making to save the carpet and we basically each ran around opposite sides of the island, dog ending up with the chicken, me standing in his puddle of pee. Ugh.
My dad always used to give our old dog the pizza crust whenever we ate pizza. Well, one day he apparently was not satisfied with just the pizza crust. He wanted to whole damn thing. We were all sitting in the living room watching TV and enjoying some slices when all of a sudden we see Storm (the dog...obviously) get up, walk over to his kennel, paw at the door until it opened, and then go and lay back down like nothing weird just happened. About 20 minutes later my dad gets up to go to the bathroom. Storm decides that his time is now. He rushes over to where my dad was sitting, grabs his half-eaten pizza, and runs into his kennel. That is remarkable in and of itself...however...he had charged so hard into his kennel and hit the back of it that the door closed behind him and, to this day we cannot figure out how it happened, the door locked behind him.
I had a dog that was rather slick too, I made myself a toasted bagel with cream cheese and ham. The ham didn't really fit and was kind of hanging over the sides, went out to the back deck with my bagel breakfast and realized I left my tea on the counter, went back to get it, came back to the deck and my bagel looked exactly as I had left it, not disturbed even a millimeter out of place, but there was no longer any ham on it! She had managed to remove the ham that was hanging over the sides without disturbing the rest of the bagel!
Is anyone else intrigued that they taught the dog to ring a bell to go out?
I had an Australian Shepherd that I swore just plain understood English. One day, we had a friend visiting from out of town and she had her little sheltie mix named Ginger with her. The friend lived in the city whereas we lived out in the country, so her dog was usually never outside without being on a leash, but my dogs free roam. She decided to let Ginger off the leash. After a few minutes of exploring the yard, Ginger started to go into the woods. My friend got nervous and tried to call her back, but she wouldn't come. My Aussie, Bauser, was there at my feet. In a conversational tone, I said, "Bauser, go get Ginger and bring her back." Bauser got up, went over to where Ginger was in the woods, had a little "woof" conversation, and they both came trotting back. My friend's jaw dropped. "How did you get her to do that??!" Honestly, I was just as surprised as she was!
Partime in barns you get used to deal with dogs who team up quickly, once hierarchies are extabilished. Quite frequently nomad dogs approach and stay a while. We had one quite mature german shepard who was clearly used to deal with people and it happened he was just sit at my feet an afternoon I was drinking coffee. Had noticed the owner kids were playing nearby, just to test his willing to obey to commands, I said in italian, with normal voice tone just as speaking to somebody in front of me "Go to the kids". Without even looking at me, he stand up, walked to the kids, and sit there.
I have a good friend who has a dog with a larger vocabulary than I have ever seen. In addition to phrases like "Not for puppy" (so he knows there's no point in continued begging), he knows the names of every one of his toys and every room in the house. My friend can say "Where's your monkey?" and he'll run around looking for it. If he comes back empty-mouthed and sad-looking, she can say "Is it in the bedroom?" and he'll go running into the bedroom to check for his monkey there.
Dogs understand the language of their humans. My folks often got visited by a neighbours dog who seemed one cookie short of a biscuit barrel until they spoke to her in Afrikaans. Message received and understood.
One cookie short of a biscuit barrel, now I'm just rolling in the floor laughing.
Load More Replies...When I was young at my paren't home, we had a strange labrador turn up - he seemed to be expecting our house to be his and sank to the ground with a 'huff'. Our dog went over to him, they stood nose to nose for a minute or two and then the two of them left, our dog in the lead. After being away 5 minutes or so our dog came back alone.
One of our cats came to the back door wanting to come inside. My mother told him that he need to find his little sister first so off he went and came back a few minutes later with our other cat with him. Mum tells them they can come but they have to go straight down to the garage (where they slept). So off down the hallway to the garage they! Went!
My French bulldog is 8, she understands every word I say to her!
Aussies are herd dogs. That's all there is to it. You told her to go get part of her "herd", so she did. Our Border Collie used to "herd" and protect all of the kittens in the barn, as well as being yard patrol.
I talk to my dogs all the time (I live alone mostly) and they know damn good and well what I'm saying. Even the one who likes to "play dumb" at times, lol.
My childhood horse would play tag with me. She would run away, I would run after her, as soon as I cornered and tapped her I would run. She'd get really excited and go in a few circles before catching up to me and poking me with her nose. Then she would prance off. Sometimes she would pretend to be tired and stand still, but when my fingers were mere inches from her nose, she would whirl around and take off across the field. I swear she was laughing. Edit- there was a smarter horse that I only briefly had, but his trick wasn't as fun. He could open the latch on his stall door, get out into the barn, and open the stalls of the other horses. Except for Jasmine. Jasmine was a bitch and he wouldn't open her stall. Once the door to the feed room was left cracked and he got in and the horses ate from the barrels. But mostly they'd just end up prancing around the barn, and he'd open the gate to the field and they'd all just hang out there until someone came and forced them back into the stalls.
" Except for Jasmine. Jasmine was a b***h and he wouldn't open her stall." XD
I came home from work one day and asked my mom (who was babysitting) how things were going. She said "watch this." My sisters German Shepherd, Heidi(also being babysat) was down the hallway and barked. I soon heard the shuffle of hurried foot steps and my 2 year old son appeared giggling and out of breath with the dog right behind him. Heidi touched my sons back with her nose, he squealed and they'd turned around, this time with my son chasing Heidi down the hall. As soon as he grabbed her tail, she'd bark and they'd repeat the process..her chasing him, him chasing her. My mom said with a smile "They've been at it for almost an hour now."
I used to part time in a quite big commercial barn, a breed to make newborns and sell the top. Sorry for broken english, Im italian, think you got the idea what the place was about. One of the smart horse we had we named him "Houdini", because believe he could escape whatever close to the wall you tie him no harm. And if you were peeking, he just play statue. Then as you look away he slowly moved to free his head, open the expo box which had a mechanism to raise a bar to open, open it, get out, and just stand there like to say, "see ? I did it again". Believe we could tie him his mouth to the wall, no room to move a lip, doesn't matter. Out in 30 seconds.
Our last Great Dane used to play tag with our kids. They would run like mad all around the house, dog in hot pursuit. He'd touch them with his nose and turn and run like crazy in the opposite direction. Kids would chase but I swear he let them catch him most times. He didn't try to hide or really evade them. He loved that game. Kids miss playing with him. The new dog doesn't play tag yet, just jumps on you and knocks you over.
I used to play peek a boo with my cat. It was hysterical. She'd actually peek around a corner. She'd even run out and tag my ankle if I said "I see youuuu!" She was sooooo smart.
And then they all got colic and died??? (because thats what would happen if the got into the grain)
We had a gelding growing up that would let every horse in the barn out but Zeus. He did not like him at all.
Not current pet but a dog I had as a teenager. Dog jumps up on the couch "No, you're not allowed on the couch, go lie in your bed" Dog leaves the room. A moment later he returns with his bed and throws it on the couch. Gets back up on the couch in his bed and stares at me. "... Fair enough..."
Ha! I have a Weimaraner and he has his own couch and chair. And bed. And spot on the floor. Who am I kidding, the entire house is his.
folks dog isnt allowed on the carpeted area (she pee's when she's excited). She snuck over to be close to me so I told her to go sit on her rug so she dragged her rug over and laid it over my feet
We used to have two kittens. One day at the dinner table one of them stood up and put two paws on my dad's lap. We all laughed at her obvious attempt at trying to steal food. While our attention was focussed on her, her sister jumped straight onto the table and stole a whole chicken drumstick. They both sprinted away and shared it nearby. We were all impressed.
cute but I hope they didn't choke on the chicken bone
I had a cat named Buddha and I'd had him for about 3 years. I noticed that there was pee in the toilet so I asked my boyfriend if he'd stopped flushing or what. Then one day, we were both in the bathroom and he said "What is Buddha doing?" Buddha was on the toilet, peeing into it! He must have learned from watching me. I never taught him. He only peed in there, no poop but it was the funniest thing. I have a picture of it because no one believed me. God, I miss him.
There used to be a company that had a method of training a cat to use the toilet, and even learn how to pull down on the handle to flush afterwards. I believe it involved a treat-based reward system, if I recall....
My siamese cat taught herself to use the human toilet also. When both bathroom doors are locked, she opens the windows or the sliding door to the garden. She was very smart and picks up words and follows commands. And always brought gifts too! Gave us small snakes!
My cat uses outside facilities, but if the window is closed then they use the bathroom drain or shower drain and still try and cover it with imaginary sand
We know that pets will most likely out live us. It is brave and kind still to adopt them. And remember the love and good times. Know that you did the best you could for them.
um, cats don't live to be older than humans, what are you talking about?
Load More Replies...My older cat used to use the toilet to pee too (and it was always the outdoors for pooh), neither did I teach her.
they learn to use our bathrooms... what next? They learn to dress like us and drive and make polite conversation and take over our jobs and ultimately take over the world!
My cat, Tuffy stole a piece of bread off the stove and put it on the floor next to the cabinet. She then stared at it intensely, and motionlessly for an hour. We thought that was creepy. Then a mouse came out from behind the cabinet to get the bread and she pounced it! She was using the bread as motherf***ing bait! This is the same cat who routinely burns her tongue licking lightbulbs, hisses at them, and keeps licking.
Once, my mum fell while walking the dogs and they started running away. She had hurt her knee so she couldn't get up straight away. My goldie grabbed the leash of my other dog and pulled him back towards my mum and wouldn't let go until she got up. So proud of him :'(
My cat sleeps exclusively on the couch in the basement. The problem is, he won't stay downstairs unless you do his bedtime ritual. It starts with him looking at you and meowing, to which you have to respond with, "Wanna go to bed?" Once you respond, he meows again and runs downstairs and waits by the basement door for you. You have to pet him and tell him he's a good boy until he's satisfied, then he goes to the first stair and waits for you to shut the door. Then and only then will he go to the couch to sleep.
All my cats sleep with me, but my cat Felipe makes sure I go to bed at some point. First he meows for me to open the bedroom door and hops onto the bed. Sometimes, I stay up late working or watching a movie. He comes down meowing very insistently, like scolding me! He does this until I go to bed. As soon as I get into bed, he starts purring contentedly and begins kneading my belly and chest. He does this for a good while before falling asleep on top of me.
My cat, now passed, would pretend to fall asleep sitti in front of me, to say it was bed time. Then, we’d go upstairs, and she’d lie on the bed and I would hold her tailli fell asleep, only then, would she go to the foot of the bed, and sleep on my leg, or holding my foot!
One of my cats runs on the one fast cat wheel and howls at me until I go over, tell him he's a good boy, pet him every 5 or 6 turns, and sit next to the wheel. He his very loud and makes some hilarious sounds very similar to a husky my parents used to have. I've been told that Bengals are notoriously vocal and agree wholeheartedly.
Have you check your basement? Is he really sleeping or he's doing some crazy science in there.
I use to find dead mice in my dog's water bowl. I couldn't figure out why these stupid mice kept drowning themselves. Then, one day, I was watching my dog stalking a mouse on the back porch. She caught it in her teeth, brought it to the water bowl, and held it under water with her teeth until it drowned. Walked away like it was nothing. Scariest thing I've ever seen.
We once came home to find my dog had ripped into a multi-pack of mini chocolate bars and sweets and gone to town on them. However, we couldn't bring ourselves to tell him off because he'd also placed an unopened chocolate on my bed, my sister's bed and my parents' bed. I guess he thought if he shared the chocolate with us all we wouldn't be mad.
high amounts of cocoa like dark chocolate is toxic to dogs ANY amount of chocolate or cocoa is death for cats
Our dog (a lovely "mutt") ate a whole, (large) bag of Halloween candy one year. Didn't faze her.
This reminds me of a dog I had, it was Christmas, we had a dish of small wrapped chocolates on the coffee table that I had forgotten to put away before we went out, when we came home there were three unwrapped chocolates, however, the wrappers were each not ripped at all, my dog slowly unwrapped each one, a good thing I had a witness as nobody would believe me !!!
It is said that if dogs eat chocolate they can get extremely sick !!!
Because everyone seems confused: not all chocolate is the same. There are a lot of low quality chocolates on the market with low amounts of cocoa in them. Dogs might easily survive those in moderation, which might explain your anecdotes of dogs “just fine after eating chocolate”. High quality chocolate, however, is the real danger.
My childhood dog ate a whole damn pan of brownies and was fine. My mom was pissed but the dog didn't even get sick!
I don't really know if this applies as "calculated", but I have seen a cat get embarrassed. I live down south in the US where green tree frogs are abundant. I had a cat that would stare out of the window, as they do. One night there was a tree fog, on the outside of the window. Towards the top. My cat crept up, stuck a paw towards it halfway, then stopped before touching the glass. She did it again. Then on the third try, she quickly booped the glass with her paw, realizing the frog was on the outside. I swear on my life this cat turned and looked around the room to make sure no one else had seen this happen. When she saw me looking at her, her eyes got wide and she ran off. That may not be what was going through her head, but I like to think so.
Its quite common for Dogs to be embarrassed, but never heard of a cat being one. I loved playing all this in my head, picturing how exactly it would have went and cracked my self a good laugh. I so want to see a pic of this cat!
The emotional cortex in a cat is nearly identical to humans, so it is actually a possibility. I had a cat that would fall off the back of the couch while sleeping, then hurriedly look around as if to make sure no one saw her do it.
Load More Replies...They have scientifically proven that dogs blush when embarrassed. I dont know about cats.
My cat is like this. She will suddenly catch herself while she's running around like a loon, check to see if we're watching. If we are, game over. She looks so embarrassed.
Doesn't anyone remember George Carlin's cat joke where it went behind the couch?
I've seen my cats do the "who me?" embarrassed thing when they fell off furniture. It's a thing and cats will get embarrassed, not dogs though, dogs just think everything is funny!
I had a Siamese cat that I do think would get embarrassed. If he missed while jumping or some such thing, he would always suddenly stop, then groom himself furiously for just a couple of seconds as if that was the most important thing and we should all just forget about the unimportant thing that had just happened. Then he would glare at us, then run off and furiously scratch his scratch board. Every single time.
Just up the street from my apartment in San Francisco, there was one of those fast food restaurants that was either a KFC or a Taco Bell, depending on the angle from which it was viewed. The establishment was a frequent stopping point for students coming from the nearby college... and those students were a frequent target for a remarkably bright crow. Now, on most days, the bird in question would just hang around the restaurant (as well as other ones nearby) and scavenge for scraps. Every once in a while, though - I saw this happen twice, and had it happen to me once - it would enact a much more complex scheme than simply going through the gutter: The crow had apparently discovered that money could be exchanged for food, so it would wait until it saw a likely mark, squawk at them to get their attention, then pick up and drop a coin. Anyone who responded would witness the bird hopping a few feet away, then following its "victim" toward the source of its next snack. When the crow approached me, it dropped a nickel on the ground. I stooped, picked up the coin, and then jumped slightly when the bird made a noise that sounded not unlike "Taco!" Needless to say, I bought that crow a taco. The final out-of-pocket cost for me, minus the nickel, was something like $1.15. Even so, I figured a bird that smart deserved a reward simply for existing. Of course, that was probably exactly what I was supposed to think. TL;DR: A crow paid me five cents to buy it a taco.
There was a dog that figured out that if people gave dollars to a street vendor, they'd get food. So the dog would go find the greenest leaf that was about the same size as a dollar bill, go to the vendors and lay the leaf down on their cart to show them he was paying for his meal. Most of the vendors would give him something small to eat.
There are monkeys at a mountain in Japan who steal money from tourists to get candy from the vending machines.
Crows are so smart, and have been known to learn multiple words. I want to befriend a whole flock of them someday, I bet they'll help me survive the apocalypse :P
I do the same with spiders, for the same reason! Haha
Load More Replies...my dad had a crow when he was young and he taught it to talk so that crow may very well have said taco.
why did i think it was a neon colored crow... “bright” ugh i’m stupid
I had a cat, who has since passed of natural causes, that was ridiculously smart. He was allowed outdoors but always slept inside at night. We had recently found some abandoned kittens which we fed, and they made a home in our backyard. One night our indoor cat came up to my room meowing incessantly and left, so I ignored him. He came back again a couple of minutes later and then left, so again I let him be. The third time he did this I decided to follow him and he led me to the sliding glass back door and just stood there. I turned on the light and looked outside and these poor kittens were cornered by some raccoons. The confrontation had not become physical yet, thankfully, and I managed to scare the raccoons away. I am still amazed to this day by some of the things this cat did.
Were the raccoons going to eat the kittens?!? I can't imagine why raccoons would be bothering a bunch of kittens otherwise...
Raccoons and cats can fight and rip the $h!+ out of eachother. Best to keep them separate as much as possible.
Load More Replies...I once saw a cat put his paw over the bells of its collar and three-leg ambush a bird, full stealth mode.
I thought bells are not a good idea because of the constant noise. Don't they irritate cats a lot?
Our cat wears a bell. It's to give the birds a fighting chance. We have the dusk-dawn thing here. She comes in when the sun goes down, and we don't let her out until it comes back up. Also for the protection of native birds etc.
Load More Replies...From what I have seen the bells on the cats collar are not loud but bird have keen hearing. if a cat is use to a collar it usually doesn't bother them just irritates them if they can't catch one. Smart cat tho.
I think in Australia it is mandatory to have a bell on the cat to protect local life.
This is why you *need* the collars with more than one bell, sewed on opposite sides of the collar.
Fun fact: studies have shown that cats that wear a bell become better hunters than those without-- they learn how to work around the noise, and should you remove the collar, they go from regular cat skill level to friggin ninja status. I don't think there has ever been a study regarding the effect of multiple bells, but I can only imagine that if your cat learns to work around *that*, then they're probably unbeatable (and a little bit terrifying)
Load More Replies...I had a Jack Russell Terrier bitch that was just scary smart. She figured out how to open the refrigerator door, then the drawer inside to help herself to the cold cuts when she was only 10 weeks old. She could escape from her cage without opening the door too (again when still a tiny puppy). She had me stumped on this one for a while. We were visiting my sister-in-law and had gone out to dinner. When we left, the dog was in her crate, the door latched. When we came home, the dog was out of her crate and the door was still closed and latched. WTF? Did she shut the door behind her after she got out? Nope. What she would do was to climb up in the corner of the crate, and use her head to force the lid of the crate up enough for her to squeeze through. No muss, no fuss, but it baffled the hell out of me until I saw her do it. She also warned us of two kitchen fires before they could spread and do any damage. There were also two men in our neighborhood (we lived near the beach, so there were a lot of people out walking in the area), whose mere presence would set the dog to growling and getting very aggressive. She did this on more than one occasion with each of the men when they approached my wife while she was out walking the dog. My wife was smart enough to trust the dog's instincts and not let either of the men get close. Turns out that one of the men was mentally ill and would sometimes attack people when he was off his meds, and the other was a flat-out rapist. When my brother visited us in NY from Arizona (in March), he was miserable. He had muscular dystrophy and was always thin and frail. The sudden change from dry, hot Arizona, to cold, damp NY left him cold and ridden with deep bone aches. My other Jack Russell Terrier, the sweetest, best behaved dog I've ever had, spent my brother's entire visit sitting on his lap or snuggling with him. We're convince that he was doing so because he sensed how my brother was feeling. There were lots of other laps to sit on, but pretty much every minute that the dog wasn't eating or doing his business outside he spent with my brother.
My husband experienced 3 house fires that were total losses before the age of 10. All in rental properties, 2 due to faulty wiring and one due to a field fire spreading. Some people just have that kind of luck.
Load More Replies...Jack Russells or just terriers in general are very smart dogs. If I give my rat terrier something on a plate and the plate moves with the licking he'll put his foot on it so it quits moving. He know lots of words also, mice, feed the kitties, knows we are going to feed the ferals, treat, etc. If he wants a treat he looks at where they are kept and looks at you, or lifts his head towards the cabinet.
We had a mouse in our home so we set some traps. I read somewhere that chocolate is more effective than cheese at attracting mice so I put a piece of chocolate in the trap..... For days and days the mouse avoided the traps. We would still see it scurrying around from time to time, it just never went near the traps.... Then, one night, I came home from the pub, turned on the kitchen light and saw the mouse! It approached the trap slowly. 'This is it!' I thought, I'm gonna see Stuart Little get crushed!... Then, the mouse did a clever thing. It went to the SIDE of the trap, avoiding the trigger...carefully reached its little paws in, snatched the chocolate then scurried away with its prize! I stood there dumbfounded, I'd been outsmarted by a mouse! After that, I took away the traps. It didn't seem right to kill such an intelligent, thinking creature. The mouse disappeared of its own accord.
My mom used to get mice in her childhood home. Once, she saw one on her bed. She screamed and told my grandparents, but they didn’t believe her. This happened about two more times, so my grandmother checked the whole room, every single nook and cranny. Washed the sheets and pillowcases and everything. My mom saw ANOTHER mouse the next day, and they found a tiny hole in her matteress that the mice had chewed through. Inside was a mother and baby mice. Still gives me shivers to think about it.
I actually just purchased no-kill mouse traps because I found one in my dishwasher of all places. A friend of mine used these no-kill ones to great success. My ex-husband called me the Mother Theresa of the Animal Kingdom. I hate killing anything. Except for maybe scorpions. They don't deserve to be in my house.
Thank you for NOT killing one of God's innocent creatures...no matter how small or annoying they may be to us. Please relocate them don't kill them.
I was once walking from my grandparent's house to the shops, and accidentally went the very long way, which happened to go past a creek (there may have been more water I couldn't see) and park where ducks liked to live. I saw two ducks walk towards the road, and at the edge, one duck put its wing in front of the other duck to stop it, looked both ways and waited for a car to pass, walked to the center line of the road with the other duck, and repeated. I have never regretted not bringing my camera more.
I saw a rat watch for traffic before crossing the street with the light like a person.
Walking through ANU in Canberra was a family of ducks, dad, mum and a few babies, the parent ducks walked the babies along the footpath to a pedestrian crossing to cross the road and walked up the other side of the road!
After they'd reached the other side you should have asked them why the chicken did...
I had a large lovable great Dane, about 140 lbs. One day my husband, my sister in law, and I were sitting in the living room watching my 3-year-old niece play with the dog on the floor. At one point my niece grabbed the dog's stuffed toy and walked away with it. The dog got up and followed her to where she stood in the corner. So my niece is standing in the corner playing with the toy and facing the wall and my large dog is looming behind her looking over her shoulder at the toy in her hands. The dog turns back and looks at us grown-ups on the couch, then looks back at the toy, then looks back at us, then back at the toy. Finally, he turned his head, and staring at us, lifted his giant dog foot and punched my nieces head into the wall in front of her. She immediately exploded into tears, dropped the toy, and stood there sobbing and holding her forehead.
The dog calmly and very daintily picked up the toy and took it to his bed and laid down.
Poor child. Poor dog. Wondering why the niece wasn't prevented from taking the dog's toy, thus avoiding a predictable reaction?
I agree. Children have to be taught not to grab things from animals. It could end very badly for both. Even the best pets are not child proof. It's also not fair to the dog/cat or other animal when children treat them badly.
Load More Replies...Even though this made me laugh - this is EXACTLY the reason why children get bitten.
I'm pretty sure the dog was waiting for an appropriate response from the pack leaders and got none.
Good dog. Why didn't those dumbasses tell the dumb kid to give the toy back to the dog. Dumb humans!!
Had a friend that had a mini Schnauzer that was brother to my Schnauzer. My friend was looking after them. Her dog (Pierre) would always pick on my dog (Jackson). One night a friend of hers visited bringing their mixed dog with her. The mix goes over and helps himself to Jackson's toy elephant. Jackson looked at my friend like "WTF?!" My friend said "No Jackson..you can share." Pierre, without missing a beat, gets up, goes over to the other dog, barks aggressively several times until the mix dog released the elephant. Then Pierre picked it up and took it to his brother. It's nice when siblings stick up for each other.
This reminded me of the great dane I grew up in up with, until the paw. Our great dane was so gentle and protective of children. She would have stood there with a sad look until the kid got bored with it
I take my dog to the beach almost every day, and one of the first things she does is grab a stick for me to throw. She'll occasionally find these enormous sticks that are far too heavy, or big knobby things that are too awkward to throw. So one day about four years ago, when she brought me this impracticality huge tree branch, I told her, "That stick sucks. Go get a different one." And she did. She dropped the huge stick, hunted for a different one, and brought it to me. This happens all the time now. She'll bring me a stick I can't or don't want to throw, I'll tell her it sucks and to go get a different one, and she does it every time.
My dog knows my caller ID. I sometimes need to call home from my cell, and our home phone "speaks" the incoming call's caller ID. The only time my dog ever howls is when I call and the answering machine says my ID. She's done it when my mom is off somewhere else in the house and can't hear the phone ringing. She doesn't do it for any other phone call, even if I'm not home. I also tried calling while I'm still home to see if I can get her to howl, but she just looks at me like I'm an idiot.
My dog also has two bowls: one for food and one for water. Whenever I give her some crushed ice to lick in the water bowl, she'll pick up chunks of the ice and put them in the food bowl instead. Apparently, solids = food bowl, even if said solids turn into water.
Edit: Seems like people like my dog! She learns a lot of things on her own and doesn't really care what I think, which can cause me a lot of headaches... but I wouldn't trade her for anything in the world.
My birds steal batteries out of electronics. Remotes, beard trimmers, fire alarms, you name it. They don't do anything with the batteries, just take them out and then laugh at me and dance when I find them. Conures are dickheads, but I love them.
Make sure to glue the batteries in the fire alarms when Count Olaf is in town
I was about 15 when my sister got a Yorkie that was really smart and his facial expressions were human-like. Anyways, me and my friend were in my above ground pool in Florida, cause we're white trash, and he thought it would be funny to throw my sister's dog in the pool. The dog hated getting wet, but my friend threw him in anyways. The dog got out by itself and gave the most human-like death stare to my friend. I told him "you better watch out man, that dog's smart AF." The dog goes inside finds HIS clothes out of pile of clothes on the ground. I mean his shirts, socks, pants and underwear. Drags them outside one by one to where we can see them from the pool. We finally notice him and he is just death staring my friend down waiting for us to look. As soon as we turned our heads and saw him he proceeds to thoroughly drench my friends's clothes in piss and then trot of like he couldn't give AF. SMartest dog I've ever met to this day.
I thought he was going to say the dog threw them in the pool. Much better...much much better.
Hilarious how above ground pools are apparently a universal symbol of white trash! It's not like they are so cheap or anything!
I'm confused as to why an above ground pool is white trash? Seems more like people who think that way are. I'd be happy just to have a pool. :-p
Load More Replies...Your "friend" thought it was a good idea to through the dog in the pool... and you let him do it. How can you people be so stupid?
Wouldn't been better if it threw the clothes into the pool and peed on that
I believe it...my moms yorkie looked me dead in the eye n pissed on my backpack after scolding him for something.
When I was about 11 or 12 years old I was with my family on a beach. There was a seagull there that had stolen a sandwich from our beach blanket. It had grabbed the sandwich, flew away and landed about 100 feet from us. So I picked up a racquetball and tried to hit the seagull with it. I missed but was close enough to startle the seagull. It flew into the air, swooped back down, picked up the ball, and proceeded to drop it like 200 yards out at sea.
I don't know what a racket ball is,but I figure it's like a ping pong ball which would barely phase it. Seems proportionate! Now something like a golf ball would have been totally out of line and cruel.
Load More Replies...You're really lucky it didn't poop on your head while it was at it!!
When I was in high school, we had two cats: an older, wheezing bob-cat-tailed female named Afre and a young, pure white male named Inqua. One day I was home sick and Afre fell asleep on the couch behind me, while Inqua and I curled up in a chair together watching TV. Now, when Afre would sleep, she could be louder than a freaking chainsaw, and it was driving me nuts that day for some reason. So, jokingly, I looked down at Inqua and said, "Care to help me out here? Why don't you go wake her up, she'll want to move to the sunshine about now anyway." I kid you not, Inqua got down off my lap, padded over to the couch, jumped up, and proceeded to bat Afre awake. Job accomplished, he hopped back down, came back over to me, jumped up, and curled right back in the spot on my lap. He didn't seem bothered by the fact that I was just staring at him in astonishment.
I have a video of my tabby snoring and it’s adorable
Load More Replies...Every day when my brother and I pull in the driveway from school we can see our dog on my brother's bed in the window above the garage, where he knows he isn't allowed to be. When we walk into the house he is laying behind the living room couch and picks his head up and looks at us like he's been sleeping there all day.
My mother had a blonde long haired chihuahua and a big dark green couch. We would often come home to find the chihuahua under the coffee table, head between her front paws, acting like she'd been sleeping there the whole time. But the blonde fur on the dark green couch didn't lie. My mom tried aluminum foil, plastic wrap and cardboard to keep her from laying on the couch, but all of them ended up on the floor. She finally put a towel down on the couch. If she couldn't stop the dog from laying on the couch, she could at least stop the blonde fur from sticking to it....
1. Cover the bed in a sheet of thick plastic. 2. Spray insect repellent all over the plastic. 3. Show this to the dog. Explain to him calmly that, if his fur smells of insect repellent when you get home, he will be in trouble. 4. Set up a webcam so you can watch how he gets around this. He seems smart, so I bet he will and it will be worth watching.
My dog would ring the doorbell when she wanted inside. One time my Uncle was visiting and the doorbell rang and he said "Oh are you expecting visitors?" My Mom said "Nope. It's just Sadie. She wants inside." The look on my Uncle's face! Hahahaha!
Imagine having a date at your home when parents not around and the date goes south and you want to visitor to leave but not rudely, its time let Sadie go outside, after sometime bell rings and you tell the visitor to leave the house in hurry via back door as your parents are home. After that take Sadie to dog spa and give her bag full of treats. Everyone is happy!
My horse knows how to unlock gates with his nose. Most of the stalls have a slide lock that they usually just leave alone. Not Rex. We had to put a bottom lock on the door he couldn't reach. One day one of the newer people locked him in his stall but forgot the bottom latch; then walked away. Rex unlocked his door and then went to the other stalls and let the other horses out. Then he led them on a charge to grassy freedom.
My sisters German Shepherd had to be put in a chain link kennel out by our garage whenever my sister wasn't home. First day, she worked out how to open the latch. So my sister put a U-shaped bar in the latch to keep it closed. The dog figured out how to work the bar out and opened the latch. Then my sister put a padlock on it.... The dog still got out. When my sister went to investigate, she found that the dog had grabbed the chain link mesh with her teeth and pull on it until she made a hole big enough to squeeze through. The dog had a broken tooth and bloody gums, but she would sit there with her tongue hanging out of her mouth in pride. My sister finally gave up. We had a chain link fence that surrounded the property. The dog figured out how to use the corner of the fence to ladder walk her way out of the yard. Eventually she got enough treats from the neighbors that she was too fat to climb the fence. After that, she'd sit on the porch bored out of her mind.
My chihuahua begs to go outside right before dinner. Our Husky is extremely in social and picks up on anything so he starts to beg to go outside too. When we open the back door the husky sprints outside and the chihuahua runs back in to eat her food in peace.
I had a dog that got hit by a car. He ended up losing his front leg. This dog was a big pupper. Easily 80 pounds. Once he came home, I could not carry him, but my husband could. The dog HATED going potty in the house, so he quickly learned to walk outside with me. Three weeks in, he was walking and jumping down the steps UNLESS his daddy was home. Then he couldn't move. Just sit and whine and cry pathetically until daddy carried him. He got busted one day when he didn't hear his dad's car pull up. Launched himself down the 3 porch steps, realized his dad was right there and fell over hard, crying. But it was too late, the gig was up. However, he continued this type of 'I'm too weak' behavior - but only with my husband - for the next 10 years until he died of old age.
I have a dog who limps around whilst she thinks she's being watched, even offers her leg up to look at, then can be spied out the window trotting and running around the garden merrily. Or jumps up on the beds to sleep whilst we're out. Cheeky little toad.
Mine does that too. But sometimes he forgets which leg he was limping on. Completely blows his whole con job.
Load More Replies...Our dog injured his left front leg. After it was all healed up he stil remembered the special treatment he got when he was limping so he kept on liming. We would never have noticed his little scheme if he wouldnt have gotten his bad paw wrong from time to time and limp on the other foot..
I replied on a different entry about my Chihuahua who would do this! Even taught my other dog to do it but they never could remember which leg it was supposed to be!
Load More Replies...Had an Appaloosa mare growing up who hurt one of her legs as a foal and got a late start getting trained because of it. She and one other mare couldn't stand it when we would be saddling the other horses and would snatch a blanket of them as soon as we turned to get the saddle, repeatedly. When it was finally time to ride her she went lame again. Only she finally got caught because she would forget which leg it was suppose to be. I sure loved that mare. I ended up being the only only one she would let ride her.
My mom's dog does that. Whenever my sister is dog-sitting, he completely forgets how to use stairs and has to be carried.
I've watched enough vet shows to know that amputees walk out on 3 legs just like they did when they had 4. You got skunked good. Big, little; all the same.
Not his "daddy". He's not a child and is not human. He's an adult, and it's demeaning and ridiculous. You don't have to refer to them in child terms in order to relay how much the dog means. Pet owners already get it.
I have a three-month-old pup who got dirt in her eye one day. The eye kept tearing up and she held it partly shut for a few hours. During that time I felt really bad for her and handed out a lot of treats. Since then, when I am eating, she begs by winking that eye with a tiny whimper. Her wink is nonstop. If she's called by someone else in the home she looks at them with perfect eyes. I get the "broken eye" Once she gets the goods -fully working eyes. She is a mix from a stray.
I had a dog which hurt its foot and after treatment from the vet limped for a while and we made a big fuss of her. After that everytime she wanted attention she used to limp and pretend she had a sore leg.
I used to work at a grocery store, and every day a grackle would fly in and take food that was for samples, or waste that fell on the ground. It would always fly out before half the store was locked to begin closing. Later on, it brought its baby in and started teaching it to avoid customers and getting caught while getting samples. It was great.
Posted this to another thread awhile ago, but think it fits here as well: My vet is set-up on an acreage, and on that acreage roam a band of donkeys. Awesome donkeys. The kind with big ears, fat bellies, small hooves, but still solid as a brick house. Sadly, my dog got very sick very fast and we had to euthanize him. Given the location, we had the choice of letting him go outside, which of course we did. During the process, the donkeys slowly started surrounding us. Most of them kept a respectable distance, but one kept backing up until she was physically touching my dog. It got to the point where I was trying to push her away (or at least shield my dog from getting stepped on), but she didn't move. Not even a inch. The moment my dog was gone, like the actual moment his soul left his body, the donkey broke her physical connection with my dog and the band dispersed. One minute we were surrounded by donkeys and the next they were gone. All of them, just like that. That was the worst day of my life, but also one of my most treasured memories.
Donkeys have such strong connections with the animals and people around them, they always go into mourning when they see someone passing away. I've seen donkey sanctuaries where, when one donkey passes away, the owners of the property will bring the dead donkey to the open paddock so all the donkey's can say goodbye..kind of like a donkey funeral. They will even bray as if they are crying for their deceased buddy. Very sad.
I wonder why this isn't more widely known, I thought only elephants did this.
Load More Replies...Our Rottweiler Lila (Lee-lah - German for purple) was incredibly intelligent. She also was able to differentiate her toys, even types of balls, by the names we gave them. If we told her to get her green ball, she'd get her green ball. If we said red ball, she'd get the red one. These were usually different colored tennis balls, but she knew which was which. After I came home from a week in the hospital post-surgical, my husband told Lila that "mommy has a boo boo on her belly" and when he let her in the room with me, she sat in front of me and gently laid her head on my stomach. Not the usual jumping on me for attention. There are so many more things to tell you. She was an amazing pup! We miss her so much!
I sometimes wonder if stupid dogs are as dumb as we think. Maybe smart dogs aren't as smart as we think. It may be that "dumb" dogs have realized they don't have to do anything to get fed and taken care of. Why do all that "smart dog stuff... if you don't have to?
When I had surgery, my husband shut the bedroom door so our cats wouldn't jump on me. My sweet girl Hobbes would not be deterred and knocked on the door until my husband let her in, then she would curl up next to me and sleep. When she wanted to eat or needed to do her business, she would knock to be let out and he would let her out and back in again. She was the most awesome cat ever!!
The balls might smell and even look different but I consider this proof dogs aren't colourblind
I don't believe horses are either though they claim they are. I have a red truck. My horses know the sight of my truck. I pulled up in a red rental truck one day and they looked and went on grazing until I called them. With my red truck they are either at the gate or are on the way.. They knew that wasn't my truck.
Load More Replies...As I understand it, a dog's eyes register red and green as the same color. However, they are able to distinguish shades (a dark green will be a darker while a pink will be lighter versions of the same color). I bet the dog's understanding of "red ball" or "green ball" was more "light ball" and "darker ball"
Load More Replies...One time my dog was chasing my cat. The cat usually would just run to the basement, but not this time. The cat simply ducked behind the first stair. My dog assumed the cat had just run down the stairs and very nonchalantly turned around. As soon as he did, my cat gave me this look like "Watch this ****." He jumped several feet in the air onto my dogs back and scared the **** outta him. Clawed him pretty good too. Seriously that was the last time the dog harassed the cat.
My dog once outsmarted me-- he tricked me into getting up to let him out on a cold winter morning...only as soon as I turned the corner he jumped up into my warm spot in the bed, curled up tight, and then studiously ignored me when I came back in the room. That jackass. Best dog ever.
Was at a zoo. Saw a monkey with its hand on its brow shielding its eyes from the sun. Came back five minutes later. The monkey now had a trash can lid on its head. Instant shade. Problem solved.
At my college, we had the Chimpanzee Human Communications Institute (CHCI) where chimpanzees were taught sign language. We also had a Fire Station nearby. Whenever the Fire Truck would come down the street with it's sirens blasting, you could hear the chimps whooping it up and getting excited. They never did it for the Ambulance siren or a Police siren...only the Fire Truck.
We also had a Chimpanzee named Washoe that would communicate with handlers via sign language (she was the first one to learn it and taught her kids how to do it.) A friend of mine was assigned to be her handler during one semester. She said she was filling out paperwork in the room next to the Chimp's paddock...a piece of plexiglass separated the rooms. My friend was leaning on one side, Washoe was leaning on the other. She said one day she hears Washoe tap the glass. When she looked over, Washoe signed "drink." "No" my friend signed. Washoe waited a few minutes and repeated the request. My friend said "no." Washoe repeated it again. My friend, very firmly signed "NO." Washoe hit the glass with her hands, wandered to the corner, faced the wall and pouted for 20 minutes. She returned, signed "sorry." Then 5 minutes later signed "drink." LOL
Load More Replies...My cat gave my husband a dead mouse by putting it on his phone. The thing that's clearly most important to him. Also, my cat and dog would team up for mouse hunts.
My cat Felipe hates my phone and he is not afraid of showing it. He's bitten it several times and knocked it off my night table on more than one occasion.
Every time my dog comes to greet my mom when she is on the couch, on her laptop, he puts his face right in front of her screen and she can’t help but pet him.
Two things. First, witnessed an adult squirrel lining up about 6 baby squirrels and teaching them how to raid our squirrel-proof bird feeder. The adult had each baby practice it separately at the end of his demonstration. Second, a goose at the side of the road waited until my car was close enough and about to pass by and then it chased his friend out in front of me in attempted murder (I swerved so he was not successful).
One of my cats learned how to turn the internet off. I mean, he realized everybody goes crazy when he goes behind the TV stand and messes up with the wires. So when we're not paying enough attention to him (usually if we're on our phones or the computer), he just unplugs the router. I don't think he knows how much power he has.
You didn't know cats and the illuminati have taken over the world?
I put my fat lard cat on a diet. This makes him very angry and loud, but I don't give in. Suddenly, out of nowhere, he starts limping and acting distressed, so I feel bad and give him extra food/treats. It took two trips to the vet and $500 until we figured out that he was faking the limp for extra food. That fat bastard.
If your reaction to your cat limping is to give it extra food, it's no wonder it's fat
My boyfriend was traveling for work every single week. The day before, he packed his bag for the travel as usual. In the morning he was prepared to take his bag and go to the airport, only to find that it was completely empty. As it turns out, our white swiss shepherd completely took all of his clothes out of it, up until the last sock, and hid all of them in the bathtub, so he wouldn't leave.
My rabbit was a freaking genius. She was a mini rex. She would teach herself to jump higher and higher to get around obstacles I used to keep her in her play room. She figured out how to open her cage door so she could leave. Every place I hid food, even places that should have been out-of-her-reach, she got to. I was never as impressed with her as I was with her daughter, though. Her daughter escaped their cage when she still was blind, deaf, and furless. (I didn't even recognize her as a rabbit, but I remembered my rabbit making a nest and realized this ugly thing must be a rabbit.) I watched her train herself to use the litterbox at 3 weeks old. She also tried to kick the vet in the face when the vet tried to determine what sex she was. She was great. I bet if I contacted the people whom I gave her to, they'd have some great stories for me too.
"She also tried to kick the vet in the face when the vet tried to determine what sex she was." LMAO Very smart. I'd try to do it too.
I saw 'She was a mini rex' and immediately thought 'Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog! I don't know much about bunnies. Is a mini rex a breed or just a comparison to a T-Rex?
My cat learned exactly where to place his paws on my chest and neck in order to force me to get up or suffocate. He now does this whenever he thinks he's starving...
When I was in kindergarten we went to the zoo. The first enclosure is a big area with what I think were chimpanzees, it was too long ago to remember. There was a sign that said you had to be silent to not disturb the monkeys. This one kid Frederic didn't shut his mouth and a monkey just grabbed a peanut and threw it over 70 yards and hit the kid right in the head. That shut him up... Edit: to the people saying it didn't throw it 70 yards, you didn't see him do it. I went back to that zoo and the enclosure is huge.
Huh, I recently read that humans were the only animals who were able to throw things accurately. I thought that sounded hokey!
Where do you think the whole "monkeys throw poop" thing comes from? Of course they can throw stuff.
Load More Replies...My mom's parrot. She's a blue and gold macaw named Lola. Lola eats a lot of people food on top of her regular diet, she particularly loves pizza, dried spaghetti noodles, and cheese. So one day, mom cuts up some cheese and an apple. She opens Lola's cage and gives her an apple slice. Lola wanted cheese but Lola can't fly. So she grabbed the apple slice, climbed down her cage, ran backwards through the heavy carpet on the floor (because she hasn't figured out how to run forwards in her 16 years). She climbs up the couch mom is sitting on, hops on her lap, looks at her and puts the apple slice on moms plate. She then takes a slice of cheese, looks at mom, climbs back down the couch and across the floor, up her cage and onto her perch and proceeds to eat the cheese. That bird has done some funny ****, but this took the cake for me.
I had a friend that had a blue macaw that would periodically drop toys while sitting on his perch. Every time he dropped one, the family would say "Uh-oh" and pick up the toy to hand it back to the macaw. One day I'm talking to her on the phone..and she starts laughing. I asked what was funny and she said "The bird was preening itself when one of it's feathers fell out and hit the floor. The bird looked down for a minute and said "Uh-oh."
I have an African grey who lived with a dog and so barks like them. every time she barked my mom would say "meow". my mom is the person that feeds her the most. now if she wants food she says meow. also when we are watching TV and not giving her attention she will make the fire alarm sound. she will continue until someone gives her attention or tells her to shut up.
I heard about a parrot that liked to play ding dong ditch. It knocked on different doors in its apartment complex and then would fly around the corner when somebody answered the door.
My boy Ribbit will offer up all kinds of tricks and behaviors in an effort to get food. He knows around 50 different words and commands and can understand more complex sentences, like a verb and a noun ("Go get your fuzzy ball" - he will bring his fuzzy ball to me). My favorite was when I was trying to train my younger dog, Minnow, to stand on her hind legs and walk. Ribbit was already proficient in this but he's super food motivated so he will usually do the same behavior asked of Minnow to get a treat. I held the treat out high enough that Minnow would have to stand up to reach it. From across the room, Ribbit got on his hind legs, walked over to the food, and calmly ate it. Training is done separately now.
My dog goes a lot of places with me. He likes to sit up in the seat and he loses his balance when the car slows down or goes faster. I always keep the seat belt buckled behind him because my car will beep if there is weight on the seat.
He quizzically stared at me for about 20 minutes, and then carefully, one by one dug his legs under the seatbelt. It kept him a lot steadier and Now he does it every time we get in the car.
Yep. Might want to check your motor vehicle laws, too. A lot of places require them.
Load More Replies...We have a harness that we put on our dog every time he goes in the car. The straps are cushioned and a long that is attached to the part that goes across his shoulders that clips into where an ordinary seat belt clips into. This strap also doubles as a handy leash. There is a cushioned "triangle" part that goes across his chest for extra comfort. It is really comfortable and keeps him safe. It's must for any dog owner.
We had a Dachshund growing up and he could tell when my mom was going to have a seizure. He would start circling her over and over, barking. Ironically, he ended up with epilepsy himself but it didn't shorten his lifespan. They helped each other out. He lived for 17.5 years! I miss that dog. Edited to add: My mom had epilepsy since she was 15. Unrelated to the dog, which she got in her 30's. Our dog wasn't trained. He just did it.
I had a dog who used to knew when I was going to have a seizure. She'd wake my parents up in the middle of the night to let them know, which she never did for any other reason. Not sure how much she knew, but she knew something wasn't right.
I'm curious to know if the dog was able to sense its own seizures. If that was possible it'd be of enormous interest to researchers, if they could get a dog model for epilepsy.
A friend's cane Corso was also a self-trained seizure dog. His family got moved to Texas where he was living & he's gotten a dog. Rico went over to Kenneth one evening & laid his huge body across his son's lap. Shortly after, Kenneth had a seizure & Rico kept him from falling off the sofa. Another day Kenneth was in the shower & Rico came looking for Ken & kept going back & forth. Ken then heard a crash. Kenneth had a seizure & fell through the shower door. No injuries but bruises, but Ken paid better attention after that. We lost Ken a year ago, so we know Rico is taking even better care of Kenneth.
good story but that's not what "ironic" means
A land scraper I know found a baby crow and raised it up before releasing it. he took it around in his truck while mowing lawns all summer one year. After the released it the crow would follow him from job to job and just hang around. Foward a few years the crow would still show up, but mostly just at lunch time. It knew his routine and just stopped by for the good parts, lunch..
I got my dog from the city pound about 12 years ago. I'd never had a dog bigger than like 15lbs or one that ever actually played fetch. I was torn between her and an American Eskimo. I mentally decided that if she fetched the tennis ball and brought it to my hand I'd picked her. She did and never again in 12 f***ing years has she fetched s**t.
My first Newf was a bit like that. The first afternoon in the back yard I was excited to throw a ball for her. She ran and brought it back, so I threw it again. She looked at it for a while, then fetched it. I threw it a third time and she looked at me, then the ball, then me, and finally walked over and brought it back to me. I threw it a fourth time, and she looked at me in disgust, clearly saying "I'm not going to bring it back for you if you keep throwing it away", and wandered under the shade of a tree and lay down with a dismissive "hmph." She never fetched again after that.
Newfies are usually not into fetching. They're sweet doggos though
Load More Replies...Our first cattle dog did that. She'd bring it back the first time. Second throw she would go & sit by it. 3rd throwhe'd sit by you, look at the ball, then at the thrower as if to say, "nice job, good throw". Our male cattle dog would chase it til the ball was dripping wet, but when he was done, he'd go get it the last time, then take it off & lay with it.
my girl wont fetch..if you throw something she'll go get it but wont bring it back to you..chuckle..
I have two male rats who are smarter than some people. I put 3 shoe boxes and a few paper towel tube in their cage, and they were able to shred 1 box down to a size they could step in, and out the shredding in to make a little box which they use, they clean there own littler box by taking the shreds of paper that are to wet/soiled out and puts it in a smaller box I put in there cage as a trash can. They took the other two boxes and make a two-room rat hotel. with door and windows, the used the paper towel tubes as a shoot to send food from their bowel straight into their rat hotel. When they would eat they would have 1 or 2 blocks at the bowel then put 5 or 6 down the shoot for later. They also worked out how to unlock their cage. Also had a dog I was fostering who was HYPER as hell. He would torment my old much calmer dog. After a few days, my older pup began hiding from the HYPER dog, this worked well at first. But My older pup being the guard dog he is will bark if he hears someone knocking at the door. So HYPER dog took a hard rubber toy and banged it on the door 2 or 3 times then he would wait until the old pup would bark come running to protect his home from the person at the door, only to be ambushed by the HYPER pup. My older dog never caught on to his trick either.
Every single story in history, gets much more interesting when someone uses the word bowel instead of bowl. Understandable mistake though and a good story!
A few years ago, there were a few slices of bread in the middle of the street for whatever reason. A crow kept flying down and treating themselves, but whenever they did, one of the neighborhood dogs came and chased them off. The crow tried about three times to eat in peace, but the dog chased it off every time. So the crow then decided to land a little bit away from the slices of bread and the dog ran towards it. The crow then flew off and landed about a meter away from where it just landed. The dog followed again. The crow repeated this until the dog was in a different street and then the crow came back and chowed down.
There was a time when, coming back from a trip, the balls of my feet were swollen and it hurt going up and down the stairs. My cat, that little s**t, would actually imitate me by limping up and down the stairs (taking the steps one at a time) while meowing pitifully. I Swear if he could talk, he would've said something like "see, this is how stupid you look."
Cats don’t have empathy much. Such a trait would make it very difficult to be a predator. They can have affection, be careful in play, and show agitation that borders on concern, but empathy is not likely a strong presence in their makeup.
Load More Replies...Take the p#ss outta me would you...Here, laugh at a litter box full of pepper!!!
Why would the pepper bother him? Would it burn his feet?
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My brother's cat will look at you through a mirror and watch you. (Yes, he is looking I tested him by pretending to throw a cushion at him, he ducked) He can also recognize himself in the mirror. He also enjoys watching you shower through the mirror.
The cat is obsessed and freaky with mirrors.
EDIT Here is a pic of Seymour.
EDITT He will sit on the bed In front of the wardrobe mirror and flick his tail and look at it in the reflection. Then he will look at it. I’d say that’s him recognizing his reflection as him.
He is super intelligent, even the Vet is freaked out.
My cat also recognizes himself in the mirror. He will come into the bathroom and sit on the vanity to wash his face, look in the mirror, wash some more, and check again. If I talk to him he looks at my reflection instead of turning around. He also knocks on the door if we shut him out of the bathroom, or on the back door to be let in or out. He trained my hubs to get up in the middle of the night and get him snacks by knocking things off the bookshelf until he gets food. He doesn't do it if hubby is not home because I ignore him.
My Old English Sheep Dog learned how to turn on the spigot in the backyard to get a drink, but she would leave it on. I caught her jokingly said, "Hey, don't forget to turn it off when you're done." She looked at me through her bangs and kept drinking. But, when she finished she turned it off.
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My girlfriend has a rule that her dog is not allowed in the kitchen. Whenever he tries to break this rule she puts him on the carpet right outside the kitchen with a stern talking to. The second she turns her back he will slide one paw forward like 2 inches to barely touch the kitchen floor. Her dog is very passive aggressive. Kinda like his owner.
My dog Aries wasn't allowed to sleep in bed because he was so big and there was just no room. One night Aries woke up my dad and started pacing and pushing on the door acting like he wanted to go out, so my dad got out of bed and walked him down the hallway to the backdoor to let him out. The second my dad touched the door Aries turned around and bolted back to the bedroom and jumped in bed, got under the covers and laid next to my mom, taking up all the room. I think my dad just slept on the couch the rest of the night because he was so impressed with his planning.
My current dog has done this, but only stole my spot. We ended up giving him his own room with his own bed. He loves it.
I'd be insulted that he'd rather have his own room than be with me!
Load More Replies...My cat figured out how to fill up my bathtub. He learned how to close the drain and would turn the water handle and would just sit there and watch the tub slowly fill up. It took me weeks to figure out what was going on.
It's hard to cause flooding with a bathtub. There's a drain partway up so when the water reaches that level it just runs out the drain.
Load More Replies...We had a pot-bellied pig when I was young. Charlotte was fat and black and sassy as ****. She'd take out our potato bag from the pantry, hide every potato from the bag around the house, and then just wait. For two months, we'd have her coming up to us with a potato in her mouth, randomly. She wasn't scared or worried or anything, she'd let you take it away, but as soon as you had your hand on it, she'd turn her head ever so slightly and twist off a full mouthful of potato. She didn't have the leverage to eat them herself, so she'd hide them until she could get one of us to help.
Raw potatoes are poison to a lot of animals including pigs.
Load More Replies...Growing up, I had a yard that was surrounded by fence except at the entrance where the cars came in at the front. My dog knew she wasn't allowed to go outside the yard so when we'd call her and she was out gallavanting, she would go to the neighbor's yard in the back, hop the fence and come back over then strut around the back side to the front like 'hey, I've been been here the whole time! I only found out because one day I was walking around the house calling for her and caught her. Sneaky ****.
We've got a Lab who used to disappear for half an hour at a time. My garden was fenced to 3 foot high, I thought that was fine because whilst walking her if she couldn't squeeze under fences she'd get me to lift her over because she made out she was frightened to jump them. I secured the fence to stop her crawling under it and still she disappeared. You can guess it, I caught the cheeky minx jumping the fence, she could clear the damn thing without taking a run up.
I have two horses, Red, and Mickey. They are yarded next to each other, and there is enough of a gap in the fence that a clever horse may work out that they can just manage to pinch the others hay through it. Red took it a step further and realized that if he could steal Mickey's hay, Mickey could steal his... So he waits until Mickey is distracted by his bucket feed, and then Red takes his own hay from his own feeder and deposits it across the yard, where it's safe. He then goes back and takes Mickey's hay and deposits it where it is safe. Then Red eats his hard feed and two lots of hay. We had to move all the hay feeders.
I had this dog for 14 years, she was my baby when all my friends were having real babies. I was crushed when she died. Fast forward a couple years and I was living on my own and I had (and I still have them) 2 young cats. I keep a picture of that dog on my wall and the female of my cats would climb on my tv stand, touch that picture of the dog with her paw and look at me. She never did this with any other pictures, nor has she since with any other picture, just the one of my dog.
No specifics, but my German shepherd is a genius. He knows exactly what I want always.
To counteract this I have the dumbest golden retriever in the history of dogs.
My mom had several dogs when she was a child. One dog, Scully, was the smartest dog she ever knew. Her other dog, whose name I don't remember, was probably the dumbest dog she knew. She lived near a beach, and would take these dogs on walks there. Scully would find sand crabs, dig them up, and eat them. The other dog would see Scully and instead of digging for sand crabs, he would dig trenches and eat rocks instead.
My dog bit a treat into pieces and lined them up by size.
My Rottweiler used to sort out her food before she ate it. I don't know what the piles meant. One time I put a whole ( raw) egg in with her scraps. She didn't know which pile to put it in. Put it in this pile, took it out put it in that pile, repeat 4 times. ... finally she dropped it and it cracked, She looks at me like OHHHH its one of those! and ate it.
I am convinced my Border Collie Shilo has OCD. I am also convinced he can see colour the way a dog can't normally see. His favourite toys are throw rings and balls. when he is not chasing them around the garden he will line them in colour order blues with blues reds with reds etc. He will also put smaller rings inside bigger rings and then put a ball in the middle. All of the same colour. One day he put a ring on his nose when he was playing and when he got a positive response he did it again and got the same response. He now does it all the time in a blatant rouse to get attention. It always worked. Which is probably why he keeps doing it. Shilo is quite the divo when he gets going. We told our vet about him and he couldn't believe it. We had to show photographic evidence. He also never heard of a dog doing anything like this before. Nor has anybody else we told about him. Here is a picture just him being his lovable goofball self. I love him so much. UPMT5903-5...58715e.jpg
I am convinced my dog has OCD. I am also convinced he can see colour the way a dog can't normally see. His favourite toys are throw rings and balls. when he is not chasing them around the garden he will line them in colour order blues with blues reds with reds etc. He will also put smaller rings inside bigger rings and then put a ball in the middle. All of the same colour. One day he put a ring on his nose when he was playing and when he got a positive response he did it again and got the same response. He now does it all the time in a blatant rouse to get attention.
This won't ever see the light of day, but a cricket rode around on my turtle's back for over 24 hours. If he's that smart, the cricket deserves to live. We set him free to propagate his genes.
So it's your fault the future will have bigger, smarter and a lot more crickets?
Bigger and smarter, maybe. But this cricket sounds kinda lazy; I'm not sure there will be any more of them. ;)
Load More Replies...I once watched a pigeon jay-walk. It never once tried to fly. It just walked to the edge of the curb. Looked both ways for cars, and then started walking. Got to the yellow line on the road and stopped again. It waited while a few cars went by, and then looked both ways again, and continued walking across to the other curb. It was fascinating. It must have learned by watching other people doing it.
My cats teamed up and got the tub of butter off the kitchen worktop, took it outside, removed the lid and had an all you can eat butter party.
Our cat Ghost would do that too. He was licking the butter on the counter, so I put it in the cupboard. He figured out how to open the cupboard door even when we rubber banded it. I kept finding lick marks in the butter until we got a butter dish with a top. No more butter for Ghost. He could also catch treats in his paws and would watch one cat to learn how to do something he hadn't figured out yet. He was a smart cat. I miss him. He never had a butter party though. :D
Butter isn't good for cats. It isn't poisonous, but it isn't great either.
A squirrel once jumped on my hood of the car, and just sat there (I wasn't going too fast) catching a ride. When I stopped he gracefully slid off and went on his merry way.
I was in the kitchen one day and opened up the door to get some breeze through the house. My 5 year old autistic son walked in and said "kitty" looking at the kitchen door. There was a squirrel sitting in the kitchen. The day before, I'd made the mistake of giving this squirrel a portion of my oats and honey granola bar. Now he's was sitting in my kitchen begging like Oliver Twist.."Please sir..may I have some more."
Squirrels are the real gluttons of the animal world(especially grey squirrels), but that sounds so cute!
Load More Replies...smarter than those squirrels that jump under moving cars
My daughter fell down the stairs. My cat ran over. grabbed her shirt with her teeth and tried to pull her up.
My dog will actually hold a credit card and give it to a cashier at a pet store or something. He then waits and he holds his bag and carries it out. Also, he pees on command. No joke
When we take our dog to the beach, she will insist on going in the sea to do her business. We never taught her to do that.
My Golden Retriever/Lab mix does the same thing! When we took her and our other Lab to the lake to swim, she would go to the water's edge every time to take a dump. Never figured that one out, and she's the only dog I've seen who did that. Our other one never does.
Load More Replies...One of my dogs knows how to open door handles. The other one can't even figure out that he's not supposed to eat rocks. It's a mixed bag with my pets.
My bunny used my other bunny to jump on the sofa, he used him as a trampoline.
My dog doesn't like to get up on the couch when my other dog is already up there, so he runs to the back door and barks at nothing. My dog on the couch jumps up to investigate and protect the house and my first dog takes his place.
We used to have a dog called Penny. My sister had a dog called Holly who was Penny's niece. Those two dogs truly loved each other. One night though, Penny was lying by the fire. Holly wanted to lie by the fire too but Penny wouldn't move. So Holly went to the window and began barking (even though there was no one around). Penny got up to see who was outside. As soon as she did Holly ran around to the fire and took Penny's place. Now it was Holly's turn not to budge and Penny just lay in another part of the room, sulking.
Had a hamster learn to open the latch on his cage. I started tying it shut, and he figured that out too. Watching him hold the ties with his paws while using his mouth to undo them was amazing. It got to the point where the only way to keep him in the cage was by putting luggage locks on anything that could be opened. I miss that little guy.
Mine did the same. He ran away from some mean kids a block away, came to our house and waited patiently on the porch for us to pick him up and take him inside. He adopted us! I had to padlock his cage but every once and awhile he would still get out to go traveling for a few days. Amazing guy.
When I get asked to do some things, I'll groan jokingly and do the thing anyway. Now, when I call my dog while she was sleeping or if I accidentally nudge her at the foot of the bed, then she groans with an attitude as I would. Kind of adorable, kind of freaky.
My cattle dog mix and border collie mix come with me sometimes when I'm running errands. The cattle dog does not appreciate being left in the car alone and lays on the horn, big time. I came out of the grocery store one day to a crowd of people around my car, hysterical. It's actually quite embarrassing because it's LOUD and he can be relentless and when I hear it from inside, I laugh it off but I am just ... cringing.
We left our dogs in the car at a highway rest stop to take the kids in for a pee break. When we came out there was a crowd around the car as our pup was sitting on the steering wheel, facing backwards resting her chin on the head rest of the seat (Great Dane, not a little pup). The other two dogs were hiding their faces in shame in the backseat. She was looking around trying to figure out where the noise was coming from, had no idea she was doing it!
They didn't say they left them in a hot car. I leave mine in the truck with the a/c running or if it is cold- the heater and cool the windows down. Nothing wrong with that.
Load More Replies...One of my cats will go sniff at the litter box, then stand beside it and take a shit, while staring me down for the entire duration of her movement, if the box is even the least bit smelly. Then she'll sit there and scratch at the floor beside it, feigning burying it, like, 'Oh, so you're just gonna pretend you scooped the litter, huh? Well, then I'm gonna go ahead and just pretend to bury this stinking pile of shit, yeah?' Thanks, Rooster.
That's why you need to have a litter box per cat + one extra!
I never had more than 1 litter box even when I had two cats. House never smelled either. Some of us are responsible enough. I also never had problems.
Load More Replies...My dog knows how to wind down the window in the car, I'm always impressed.
They said "wind down" not push so I guess latter.
Load More Replies...My cats can apparently tell time. They get their food at 7 p.m. every evening, give or take about five minutes. So they would always come to find me starting at about 6:40-ish and sit and wait for me to stand up from whatever I'm doing to go feed them. I figure they just sort of memorized what the time of day was. Nope. When we adjusted the clocks forward an hour for daylight savings earlier this month, the next day, despite their dinner time being misplaced, they STILL came and found me starting at around the usual time, just like always.
My last dog Samba was the same. He had diabetes and had to have injections at 8 am and 4 pm everyday . He would come and find us at those times and then lead us the the refrigerator where we kept his insulin and just stand there waiting to be injected. He was an amazing dog in so many many ways. I miss him so much.
My cat does the same. When ever we go up stairs to go to bed, he goes in front of us, and walks up the stairs. AND, when it is morning, he is very insistent about us getting up. I love him.
My weimaraner gets fed at 8 PM. He starts annoying me around 730. Sometimes he starts at 6 and I just say to him its not supper time yet. This gives me about 10 min before he starts again.
One place I lived for a few months had a seagull that would rap on the bedroom window every single moning at 7am pretty much on the dot
Mine do that too. While they're waiting for it to be time to eat, they sit and stare at me.
My cat likes laser toys. We kept him entertained with one for several months. When we moved we lost it, but then after a couple months we found it. Almost immediately after shining a bright red spot on the carpet, he looked at the person holding the laser pointer, and now all he wants to do is bite the actual laser light thing, not the spot.
Could be dangerous. If he's facing toward the device instead of the spot, he's more likely to get a laser beam to the eyeball.
Yeah, my dog was definitely not fooled when he first saw us turn on a flashlight. He couldn’t care less about the bright spot on the ground. All he wants to know is how the light turns on just by a simple button click.
My boxer will flip her food bowl over really loud whenever she's hungry and she's out of food. Then one time my Pekingese knocked his food bowl over and spilled it all in the floor. My dad looked at him and was like "You better clean that up!" So my dog started scooting all of the food towards the bowl with his head and then when it was all in a pile, he looked at us like "alright now I need help. " I miss that little bastard.
My cat rang the bell so I could let him in.
My big dog walked into my room, walked next to me, farted, and then walked out. When he left, he turned around at the door and just stared at me for a second. Wasn't even mad.
The dog was fed up with getting the blame all the time.
Load More Replies...I went to the toilet and found my cat in there having a s**t. I'm surprised he wasn't reading the f***ing newspaper.
It wasn't, by any chance, a silver tabby cat with square spectacle markings around the eyes?
Sssshhhh. What the professor gets up to in her own time is her business.
Load More Replies...My dog was busy pleasuring himself with his paw, I looked at him and said, "could you at least not do that in front of me?" He stopped for a second, then grabbed the blanket he was sitting on with his teeth and threw it over his body, and then continued pleasuring himself. I wasn't even mad.
it's better than him getting some neighbor's dog preggers, I guess....
Won't always help. I have a neutered cat, he straight up f***s his blankie 3 times a day.
Load More Replies...Watched a chicken successfully navigate a crosswalk and a divided highway intersection. He waited for it to say walk then crossed. I was like da faq.
Feeding my cat as much as it can possibly eat would be impossible on my current budget. So I restrict it to no more than 4 pouches a day, and my girlfriend knew this too. The food was disappearing faster than it should be and I was confused. Turns out that it would ask me for food while she wasn't around, eat it, and then do the same to her. It was getting through up to 8 pouches a day. Fat little ****er
Why do people on here assume everything and think they need to tell everybody what the "assume" they are doing wrong?
We were looking after a friends dog. We came home from work in the evening with a huge pile of dirt by the front door. The dog (unlike every other time we came home) was lying on the couch looking very guilty about something (you know the look). It took us forever to figure out where the dirt came from. We had an old flower pot downstairs on a shelf. The pot had been emptied by the front door and the pot returned to the shelf as nothing had happened.
I don't know if this was creepy or intelligent, but my cat (who never pays attention to the TV) sat still and straight up watched the entirety of The Lion in Your Living Room with me.
Animation interests cats more, the shapes are more defined than live-action movies.
what?? ha ha ha LOL Cats have excellent vision.
Load More Replies...Saw a squirrel on our campus look both directions on our main street before crossing to avoid cars. Not even our students seem to do that.
When my husband goes to work, the back street path usually has periodic bodies of squirrels that didn't quite figure out how to navigate crossing the road. But all of that changed when one clever squirrel figured out how to use the power lines that went over the street as a bridge to get safely from one side to the other. The other squirrels soon followed and I haven't seen a dead squirrel on that section of road in the past 2 years.
when I was learning to drive a little kid ran out in front of my car so I slammed on the brakes. Little brat didn't even care. But a cat stopped and waited for me to pass. congratulations, kid, you're dumber than a cat!
I had a yabbie in my freshwater tank that is a genius. I one day watched him gather some food pellets into his cave, wait for the fish today eat the rest then a few minutes later place them in front of the cave entrance, then attacked and ate a fish that came to eat the pellets. He stockpiled his meal to later bait an even better meal. That ****er is in his own tank now.
My oldest cat likes to torture insects. She catches them, brings them to the center of the kitchen and gives them a head start. She then hunts them down and brings them back. Then she'll remove a limb and repeats. She does this until they give up or die.
My late kitteh was a cricket hunter. She would listen for their songs, rip off their legs and then deposit them in her water bowl. Usually I would find them doing the side stroke and put them outside. The girls seems to really be the most aggressive hunters. My big boy, twice the size of the little girl, doesn't hunt a thing.
My friend had a bird. A really annoying bird. Back in the days of "Lan parties" we would play Halo CE on two Xbox's at his house. Whoever was on the downstairs Xbox would be in the room with the bird. There were usually 2-4 people on each Xbox. The bird could mimic voices, and would laugh at us when we died and our character went "uggghhhh." Pure. Evil.
I don't think he they came on here for English lessons! You must be pretty bored!
Load More Replies...Each time the doorbell rang. My cat would run and hide behind the furniture next to the door, slip out the door as soon as I opened it and run straight for a small hole under the fence where she knew I couldn't catch her. She'd be back after a couple hours of being an outdoor wildcat.
Sounds like she had to do this to get out - cats do generally like going out (there's always exceptions!).
The average lifespan of an outdoor cat is 5 years. Sure, they like being outside. I like eating nothing but chocolate bars. Both behaviours are very unhealthy.
Load More Replies...My dog and I were just hanging out at the park, minding our own business. A jogger comes up to us and squeals in a high-pitched, annoying voice "Oh, what a chubby-chubby pomeranian!". My dog looked at me as if he just heard the most stupid joke in the world. Btw, my dog is a chow.
He stares at me like this all the time.
Doggo has seen what you do at home when no one else is there and is embarrassed for you.
Cuddle that puppy, rub his belly, tell him he's a good boy... acknowledge him. How can you resist that face?
Maybe he is a house elf and is waiting for you to give him a sock (Harry Potter reference)
doggo is probably trying to imitate Michael's stare
does anyone else notice the micheal jackson pillow in the back of the second pic?
Grackle bird was stealing bread pieces from the ducks at the park. Once it had flown to a safe distance, the grackle would go to the edge of the water and dip the bread in the water to make it easier to swallow.
My oldest dog (pug) constructed a staircase from moving boxes to get on our pub-height dining room table. They were in the same room but not near each other.
My dog pooped in an ex-girlfriend's shoe.
a parrot bit the buttons off my ex boyfriend's shirt
It's often easy to forget that not only humans, but animals, too, have their moments of sheer brilliance that can be juxtaposed with instances of hilarity. While one article showcases how animals demonstrate uncanny cleverness, the other delves into how humans are sometimes caught in their not-so-smart moments. In a similar way, some people facepalm when they engage in a brain fart moment.
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My husband and I had a Chihuahua/Pug mix named Sparky that could sit up better than any dog we knew. When he wanted a toy or a treat he would sit up and look us in the eye as if to say what are you waiting for give it to me. One day one of our other dogs had a toy he wanted and he sat up and gave them the same look. Needless to say the dog did not give him the toy. Then Sparky looked at us like, what's up with this? My husband used to day that Sparky was an alien stuck in a little dogs body. He passed away from pancreatic cancer. He is really missed. I miss you my wonder dog.
Aww how adorable, he lives on in your heart and memories ❤ thanks for sharing ((hugs))
Load More Replies...Oh I have a funny one too.. I was making breakfast - roast beef sandwiches and I put some extra on the side of my plate for my dog. I set my plate on the table and went to the kitchen to get a drink. When I got back, something was odd on my plate.. I didn't remember being so stingy with the amount of beef for the dog.. hmm.. then I looked closer.. I saw the markings.. she had stolen half only, making it seem like she was the most innocent goodest girl ever :)
We have these huge black flies that fight like mad to determine which one sits on the furniture on our porch. Only one fly is allowed to occupy the entire 10 x 12 foot space. If any other fly encroaches, the fight is on. One day, the victor fly of the moment returns from battle and sits on the arm of the chair in which I am sitting. There was a tiny bit of grass on the arm where the fly sat. No joke. The fly kicked the bit of grass until it fell off of the edge and then returned to its spot. I used to kill those flies when they came indoors, now I catch and release. How can I squash something that tidied up its space?
My cousin adopted an orange cat as a kitten. Now, cat is 18 pounds and only makes a "meh" noise instead of a meow but he's a troublemaker. My cousins old roomie once came home from work and couldn't find the cat. He tore the place apart until he decided to just wait for the cat so he went to make a drink. He opened the freezer to get some ice and there was the cat content as can be. He was only in there for probably 10 minutes but still...there are now child locks on all the appliances
Daisy the Guinea Pig- Had a white guinea pig who loved my white cat they would nap together all the time but Daisy also learned about alarm clocks. He knew my alarm went off at 6:45 every morning eventually I didn't even need the alarm clock because a few seconds before my alarm would go off Daisy would start squealing and banging his water bottle on his cage to wake me up ... only problem was he didn't know about Saturday and Sunday.
Haha my cat loves been spun around on a rolling chair. She will hear “pelusita, wanna go around?” And comes running on to the chair to spin.
My wife and I have a chicken named Lucy, who would come up to the door, peck at the door so that she can be let in the house and led back into the backyard where all of the rest of the chickens are. She has also made her "room" in a blackberry bush where she eats the ripe blackberries and sits in a small space she cleared in there.
I have a dog and a dove (and some other pets, but they don't matter to this story). We have had the dog, Theo, a lot longer than Tinker. Theo has very strong hunting instincts and does not like Tink at all. He has learned over time that he is not allowed to bite or snap at her (he has never done it, but has come close), then for a while he tried to get around the rules by stepping on her instead. He would also stomp his feet to scare her off of the ground. He got really passive aggressive after he saw her have a bath in his water bowl. He then never drank his water again. He would go to her bowl, which sometimes had poop in it, and after staring at her for a few seconds, drink that. He has very intentionally peed on her outside cage, and sometimes when she is on my shoulder or I am paying attention to her, he will play bite my hand and try to make me play with him and give him all the attention. He gets very jealous.
My husband and I had a Chihuahua/Pug mix named Sparky that could sit up better than any dog we knew. When he wanted a toy or a treat he would sit up and look us in the eye as if to say what are you waiting for give it to me. One day one of our other dogs had a toy he wanted and he sat up and gave them the same look. Needless to say the dog did not give him the toy. Then Sparky looked at us like, what's up with this? My husband used to day that Sparky was an alien stuck in a little dogs body. He passed away from pancreatic cancer. He is really missed. I miss you my wonder dog.
Aww how adorable, he lives on in your heart and memories ❤ thanks for sharing ((hugs))
Load More Replies...Oh I have a funny one too.. I was making breakfast - roast beef sandwiches and I put some extra on the side of my plate for my dog. I set my plate on the table and went to the kitchen to get a drink. When I got back, something was odd on my plate.. I didn't remember being so stingy with the amount of beef for the dog.. hmm.. then I looked closer.. I saw the markings.. she had stolen half only, making it seem like she was the most innocent goodest girl ever :)
We have these huge black flies that fight like mad to determine which one sits on the furniture on our porch. Only one fly is allowed to occupy the entire 10 x 12 foot space. If any other fly encroaches, the fight is on. One day, the victor fly of the moment returns from battle and sits on the arm of the chair in which I am sitting. There was a tiny bit of grass on the arm where the fly sat. No joke. The fly kicked the bit of grass until it fell off of the edge and then returned to its spot. I used to kill those flies when they came indoors, now I catch and release. How can I squash something that tidied up its space?
My cousin adopted an orange cat as a kitten. Now, cat is 18 pounds and only makes a "meh" noise instead of a meow but he's a troublemaker. My cousins old roomie once came home from work and couldn't find the cat. He tore the place apart until he decided to just wait for the cat so he went to make a drink. He opened the freezer to get some ice and there was the cat content as can be. He was only in there for probably 10 minutes but still...there are now child locks on all the appliances
Daisy the Guinea Pig- Had a white guinea pig who loved my white cat they would nap together all the time but Daisy also learned about alarm clocks. He knew my alarm went off at 6:45 every morning eventually I didn't even need the alarm clock because a few seconds before my alarm would go off Daisy would start squealing and banging his water bottle on his cage to wake me up ... only problem was he didn't know about Saturday and Sunday.
Haha my cat loves been spun around on a rolling chair. She will hear “pelusita, wanna go around?” And comes running on to the chair to spin.
My wife and I have a chicken named Lucy, who would come up to the door, peck at the door so that she can be let in the house and led back into the backyard where all of the rest of the chickens are. She has also made her "room" in a blackberry bush where she eats the ripe blackberries and sits in a small space she cleared in there.
I have a dog and a dove (and some other pets, but they don't matter to this story). We have had the dog, Theo, a lot longer than Tinker. Theo has very strong hunting instincts and does not like Tink at all. He has learned over time that he is not allowed to bite or snap at her (he has never done it, but has come close), then for a while he tried to get around the rules by stepping on her instead. He would also stomp his feet to scare her off of the ground. He got really passive aggressive after he saw her have a bath in his water bowl. He then never drank his water again. He would go to her bowl, which sometimes had poop in it, and after staring at her for a few seconds, drink that. He has very intentionally peed on her outside cage, and sometimes when she is on my shoulder or I am paying attention to her, he will play bite my hand and try to make me play with him and give him all the attention. He gets very jealous.
