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Hey Pandas, Tell Me If You Have A Pet And If You Do, Then Tell Me About A Time When They Were The Most Mischievous?
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I have a LOT of pets, the most mischievous is one of my miniature donkeys, Ebony. She doesn't like our farrier and often runs away with his tools.
One time she, at only 30 inches tall, jumped clear over the 5ft fence of her paddock, ran out of the property, down to the main dual carriageway. She stopped traffic during the school rush hour and refused to come when called.
We had to get the police to dive 20 miles to get my wife from work as Ebony will only listen to [My wife].
She made it onto several national traffic updates because the road feeds in the M25 (one of the busiest roads in England) and caused delays of around 90 mins.
My lil floofy dog likes to eat socks and gets wildly jealous of the fish when we say that it's a good fish. She also likes to bark at people she knows and tear apart her stuffies. And we have a song we sing when she gets fed, so whenever N anyone even hits the tune she flips out. She's a good dog lol
The dog pulled toilet paper into the living room withought breaking the strand. It was really funny and annoying. Also once we left some food out for a family member who was getting home late and we found the dog on the table and had eaten the food. Luckily it was not that much food.
So I have a horse, and when I was little, I was terrible at tying the leadrope. Eventually I figured it out, but so did he. He learned how to untie the knots. Also, my dad was leading him around and I was riding my horse. My dad asked me to hold the rope while he opened the gate, and Oreo (the horse) just ran off with 5yo me on his back.
I have a dog as you guys may know, and the worst thing he did was when he peed on the bed.
I have a dog that I got myself for Christmas 2019. In January I had surgery and was recovering at home for almost 2 months. I finally went back to work in March 2020. One week later the world shut down and I was so longer able to go to work for about a work for two months. So in my dogs first 6 months I was at home full time and I was not able to socialize him at all during this time. The result was a dog with destructive social anxiety. The most mischievous thing he did was when he at a hole in the carpet in the middle of the room while I was at work.
This is about my nan’s old cat Lucky. I stayed with my nan for about three months, and Lucky and I did not get along. He was very mercenary and only paid my nan attention when he was hungry. Otherwise, you’d hardly see him. My nan went away for a couple of weeks, during which time I made sure Lucky had food and water and stayed healthy. We had virtually no interaction. When my nan came home, she and I sat in the lounge and caught up over a cup of tea. Lucky sauntered into the room, started heading towards my nan and suddenly changed direction. He jumped up on my lap and started doing all those affectionate cat things - prrrping, face rubbing, etc, all the things he NEVER did to anyone. It was such a blatant snub of my nan for going away that we were in absolute hysterics. I’ve never known a pet to be so calculating!
I had a 3 lb. Lionhead house rabbit who was very naughty. Three quick stories... 1. we had a baby gate at the stairs so he wouldn't go up. One of us forgot to close the gate and Rudy goes halfway up the stairs, stops and puts his head through the railing and waits until we notice him and yell for him to stop and the little sucker ran up the stairs and you could hear him running from one end of the house to the other, back and forth, back and forth. 2. My husband got me a lovely floral arrangement for my b-day and I put it on the coffee table. Went to work the next day and came home to a vase full of stems. Should have seen that one coming. 3. Always shared my fruit with him every night for snack at 10:00 pm. Well, one morning I really wanted to take a pear to work and he watches me put the pair in my tote bag. I go upstairs to finish getting ready to leave and I hear my husband laughing. I come back down and he says, "go look at your son in the living room." There's the bun with my pear, chowing down. Hubs said he actually watched Rudy hop into my tote and hop out with the pear in his mouth and he ran away.
I came home and my dog was missing, I ran around the area looking and knocked on the neighbours door. They opened and there is my dog trying to squeeze past. It seems he got through our shared back fence, walked in their back door, jumped up on their dining table and then ran off with their just set out roast beef. He stole the whole roast and she ended up making her husband a sandwich for Sunday dinner. I felt so bad but she thought it was hilarious.
