Share outrageous pet stories?

[Dystopian]

This is great. Here's Bandit, the oldest canine member of our family. He belongs to my son.



So.....my son's horrific and funny reputation is that he's always losing his keys. It's been that way forever......

Bright idea...:think:
Leave keys in car... no one will approach car with growling Pit Bull. This worked for a short time...
Son went into store...returned to car.
Of course, Bandit went out of his mind with love and joy to see my son returning...
Jumping all over the car...Bandit's paw hit the lock.
Son locked out of car.
Pissed off!
I can't remember how long it took him to fish his way back into the car...but
:rofl:

Another good one.
My son really hates going to wakes/funerals. Terrible aversion...freaks him out.
(I think we all feel that way in different aspects)
My son didn't want to stay and hang around. He needed to make an appearance, so sadly went on his way....with a plan. He brought Bandit with him...He thought the fact that Bandit was in the car would work as an excuse to leave if anyone tried to get him caught up in conversation.....
My son ... dressed for the occasion....Bandit by his side...off they went.
Go for a ride?
Quick run through the car wash.
This was a first for Bandit.
Bandit went nuts...was freaking out and bouncing all over the car.
Bandit hit the window button....
Down went the window.....
Entire interior of car blasted with soapy water....
Son... really pissed off!

Had to go home...change...sit on towels...go to wake.

I love this dog...he's getting old.
Seems like we've been in love forever...
I've slept with him...
And he lets me dress him up....


In a moment...I've gone from giggling inside....thinking of so many memories....
To sadness...knowing that his doggie days are numbered...

I love you Bandit...
You've made me smile, laugh, and run for my life!
Good boy Bandit!


Here he is with my son....
LOVE.


Care to share? I have more doggie stories...

peace~

[idiotgardener]

1. Here are a couple things my dogs did:

Bandit sounds like a real character ;-)

1. Fluff Pup (not his real name) loves tofu. One day I had a block up on the cutting board when the phone rang. When I returned, Fluff Pup had his front paws on the kitchen island and was licking his lips, and the tofu was nowhere to be seen.

2. Devil Dog (not her real name) wanted a toy Fluff Pup had. He would not give it to her. She ran to the door, barking, and while Fluff Pup ran to see who was at the door (it was no one!), Devil Dog ran back to the toy and grabbed it.

3. Silly Kirby (not his real name) crawled into the crawl space under the house and stayed there all day, as I scoured the neighborhood for him in tears. Finally at night he barked when I called his name, and I had to cut a hole in the side of the house to get him out.

[Dystopian]

12. Too funny!

Love it! I'm sorry that you had to cut a hole in your house!
I truly am....but the visual is hilarious!
Gotta love those doggies...great stories...funny stuff :D
:loveya:
Thanks for sharing...


peace~

[bluesbassman]

2. Was out camping and had our Rottweiler Maggie with us...

Sometime after we'd bedded down for the night, with Maggie sleeping in the tent, some raccoons decided to pay the camp a visit. When Maggie heard them she jumped up to do her thing. Unfortunately she lacked opposable thumbs and could not unzip the tent flap so she tore through the side of the tent just like you'd see in a cartoon.

Ended up having to sleep in the cab of the truck.

Maggie slept in the truck bed. :)

[Dystopian]

13. : )

Hey bluesbassman!
That was great! A cartoon doggie! :o
I love Rottweilers...ahhh...Maggie..All you did was wreck my bed!!!

:rofl:

Thanks for sharing...
I love it!



peace~

[pacalo]

3. When I saw the first picture, I thought Bandit was a Boston Terrier!

Love your pictures -- your son is cute. :)

My dog, a Boston Terrier, would hump anything before he was neutered, so I bought him a giant stuffed bulldog to give him more traction. :rofl:

He picked it up by the ear & headed for the doggie door to take it to the backyard, and he struggled & struggled until he got that stuffed toy through the opening.


He also plays the piano by jumping on the bench &, starting with the high notes, works his paws down to the low notes. That means he wants a treat. There have been times when I was on the phone with my mom or sister that he'd get up on the bench & start playing, which always cracks them up.

My dog is 11 years old & my heart's going to be broken whenever I lose him.

[Dystopian]

14. Thanks!

My son is 39 and about to give me another grandchild! His first baby!

As far as the humping...you are indeed a kind soul.
How many would get a doggie a special humping toy?
Ony you!
:rofl:

And...he's a musician!
That is too cute and funny..
:loveya:

I know...:hug:
As they get older ... we see that the end is near...
But will have memories...I still cherish memories of my old girl...long gone.

My doggie is only four...so I told my son to bury me in the back yard so she could still be near me.
I thought the burial idea was great...my son gave me a dirty look.

She's a velcro doggie...won't leave my side...

Thank you for sharing your doggie...
Although getting old...
Doggie love still abounds!



peace~

[Flaxbee]

4. Cat stories ... Tommycat, an orange tabby, was the kittyboy love of my life

and he used to hop up on the deer who'd come into our yard and make the rounds on them as they wandered along. He looked so regal!

Ivan, a BIG tuxedo, sort of became the protector of the mommakitty who brought us her three girls a while back (we kept Momma and her babies; all were spayed, of course). He was most definitely not the father :) but he worked with MommaKitty to teach the girls to hunt. AND one day two of the kittens climbed way too far up a spindly tree; there was no way I could do anything .. tree wouldn't support a ladder leaning against it and most certainly wasn't something I could climb.

So, as the girls (who are now MiniMe and Bimbo) started to really cry and sound pitiful, Ivan went up the tree to within about a foot of the girls and trilled at them. They inched down to him, and then he backed down some more, trilled, and the girls followed -- he did this, looking at me every so often to make sure I was near, until they were within reaching distance. I was so proud of him I cried. What a good boy!

[Dystopian]

16. Amazing

I had an orange kitty many years ago ...Tommy Pancake!
What a lovely visual ... Kitty atop deer ...I can imagine how you felt.:hug:

Ivan...
:loveya:
What a great story...

Kitties are amazing ...are they not?

Thank you for sharing ... and for the smiles...


peace~

[GoCubsGo]

18. My cat in the tree story.

My nutty cat is only allowed out in the back yard with supervision. One time while we were in the yard, I went into the house for a minute. While I was inside, one of the feral kittens that had been living under my shed came into the yard. She saw it, chased it over the fence and up a pine tree. The two of them just hung there for several minutes glowering at each other. Then the kitten got bored and decided to come down off of the tree. As it passed my cat, who was clinging on for dear life, it smacked her in the head. Once it hit the ground, it ran off. My cat apparently had forgotten how to climb down from a tree, and hung there crying. After unsuccessfully trying to coax her down, I wound up getting a ladder and going up and getting her.

[targetpractice]

5. "knowing that his doggie days are numbered..."

I also think about this sad fact whenever I look at my girl, Shiloh, in the eyes... I recently came across this poem by Billy Collins...

A dog on its master...

As young as I look,
I am growing older faster than he,
seven to one
is the ratio they tend to say.

Whatever the number,
I will pass him one day
and take the lead
the way I do on our walks in the woods.

And if this ever happens
to cross his mind,
it would be the sweetest
shadow I have ever cast on snow or grass.

[Dystopian]

17. Beautiful ....

targetpractice

You brought me to tears with that poem...
It's beautiful...touching.

I wish you and Shiloh many more years of love .... together.
Each day is a gift...

I love poetry ... and this was perfect ...
Bittersweet



peace~

[applegrove]

6. Was driving out to the ocean shore to visit with my parents.

Monster was somewhere outside once we were getting ready to drive that morning. I decided I had to leave Monster outside for a day. I left food. When I came back the next day my cat had obviously been there and left a gift of poo (his calling card) on the balcony railing. He was obviously not too happy with me. LOL!

[Dystopian]

20. !

applegrove!

On the railing!!?
Definitely an act of defiance!
That's hilarious....horrible visual of balancing act!
:rofl:
The best Monster story ever!;)

Thanks! Quite funny... indeed!



peace~

[ellisonz]

7. My old blind dog ate my sushi when I went to the bathroom.

I hope she enjoyed the California rolls:)

[SwissTony]

8. Our cats once herded our rabbit.

Bunny was used to the cats and they never threatened her. But one day, I left the back gate open and bunny tried to get out. Three of the cats went after her. One got in front of her and the other two blocked her on either side. Bunny had nowhere to go but back. The cats kept their positions until Bunny was back in the yard. And as Bunny entered the yard, one of the cats gave her a whack on the head as if to say "Don't do that again".

[Bunny]

9. That's a cute story.

I like the whack on the head after it was all over! :)

[Odin2005]

19. TOO CUTE!

:rofl:

[The Velveteen Ocelot]

10. I bought my Gang of Fur a heated cat bed.

It is activated by a pressure switch so it gets warm only when a cat gets into it. When I first brought it home and plugged it in, Teddy walked up to it, sniffed it, and cautiously climbed into it and sat down. The look on his face was priceless - his eyes widened and he made a little giggling sound, then he snuggled down and went to sleep. I never saw a cat look so utterly delighted.

Unfortunately Teddy passed away the following year. Milo, the next in line to the Throne of Alpha Cat, inherited the bed and claimed it as his exclusive property. The other two cats were not allowed to sleep in it.

Except that one day Jeoffry, the neurotic gray tabby, decided he wanted to sleep there. So he waited. Eventually Milo got up and ambled into the kitchen for a snack, then to the bathroom for a visit to the litter box, and Jeoffry made his move. He hopped into the bed, curled up into a tight ball (the way he normally sleeps), and began enjoying the comfort of the warm bed.

But then Milo came back. And he saw that HIS bed was occupied. He was dumbfounded by such an act of lèse-majesté. So for several minutes he just sat next to the bed and watched Jeoffry, who was either asleep or pretending to be asleep. Then he lifted his paw and swatted Jeoffry on the head, whapwhapwhapwhapwhap! Jeoffry raised his head with a look of, "Dude, I'm trying to get some sleep; do you mind?" Milo swatted him again. Jeoffry curled back up and ignored him.

Milo was clearly exasperated. He had one last tactic: He climbed into the bed and carefully arranged his rather considerable self on top of Jeoffry - who finally got so hot between the warm bed and Milo's furry bulk that he had to crawl out from under Milo and cede the bed to him.

At last, Milo had won his bed back; he hunkered down with a look of great satisfaction and went to sleep. Jeoffry retreated to his normal sleeping spot on top of the refrigerator, and order was restored. Since that day I've never seen any other cat in Milo's bed.

[TorchTheWitch]

11. Geez, I've got one for just about every day with my dogs

Akitas are clever tricksters, and barely a day goes by without them doing something bizarre.

[jberryhill]

15. A guy near me had two Cayman lizards

He got bit by one and died promptly thereafter from a bacterial infection. He wasn't deemed missing for a few days, so when they found him in his apartment, the lizards were eating him.

[Odin2005]

21. My mom used to have a little Pomeranian.

During Christmas, my cat (which is still living) would hide under the Christmas Tree and then she would ambush the dog, LMAO!!!

[cyglet]

22. My cat Charles

I had to put down last summer due to kidney failure. But he was the nicest and smartest cat I've ever seen. A velcro cat, lap cat and always wanting belly rubs and cuddles.

He couldn't jump well, I'm not sure why...he walked funny too, kind of waddling even though he wasn't overweight, so some kind of deformity maybe. So to get on the counters he'd pull the drawers out (I don't know how because I never saw him do it), then jump from there.

He always had to see what was in the fridge. He knew I had to close the door, so he would always duck the door when it was time to close it.

[marzipanni]

23. Dairy Dog

When we adopted Sally nine years ago she was two years old and had been in foster care for two months. Her foster "mom" worked at the nearby university dairy science barn and Sally, a border collie-heeler, had accompanied her to work.

A few years ago I happened to give Sally some milk and she either knew how good it was from her past dairy experience, or she became addicted after that one taste. She soon learned every sound which precedes the pouring of milk. Cereal box liner crackling? Sally appears in the kitchen. Coffee being made, or me pouring a second half mug- Sally is right there waiting for a few slurps to be poured in her bowl because she knows I put milk in my coffee.

Sometimes she goes to the door in the kitchen and bumps it or barks to be let out to the back yard, but it is a trick. I go to let her out and she has left the door and appears facing me between her bowl and the refrigerator, staring up at me. My son and I taught her to answer, "Do you want this?", with a soft "woof'' when we show her food, or ask her if she wants to go for a ride or walk. If I put my finger on the refrigerator door handle she declares "woof", then I open the door and put my finger on the milk jug and her eyes light up and the soft woof increases in volume - "Woof!!"

When we put a box of dog biscuits down on the floor she either bumps it over with her nose or pushes it down with her foot, and the enthusiasm she displays in doing so indicates how much she likes this particular kind of biscuits, Trader Joe's being one of her top-rated brands.

In 2008, when Obama was looking at different vice presidential running mates, I wrote their names on slips of paper and put them on the floor. Sally picked Joe Biden three times in a row, and I shuffled them between each time.

[KamaAina]

24. So I'm in the middle of moving from Jersey City to upper Manhattan

and I stop by Mom's on the East Side to pick up an air mattress (and a cat fix).

Phone hasn't been hooked up yet uptown, and naturally I'm not in Jersey, so Mom can't reach me. She begins to panic.

Then Buddi the tortie noses open the closet where the air mattress was, and paws at the empty box! That way Mom knew I was in the new place.

Good kitty. :loveya:

[tk2kewl]

25. Dingbat!

Ernie

Always jumps out of the boat when it slows down:


Ate one of these face first when he was about 8 mos old:


Messing around in the tackle once got one of these hooked through his nostril and out the top of his nose: