What weird things do your pets do?

We have a miniature dachshund that won't poop if you are looking. If she's in the middle of her "business" and she sees you looking she stops. She'll waddle behind the fence or a tree so you can't see her. She also gets "embarrassed" if she farts and anyone says something. You'll smell it and go "Oh my gawd!" and she'll drop her tail and ears and slink into her kennel.
She also sucks her tail. She curls up in a ball, gets her tail into her mouth and sucks just like a baby.

He was rescued from animal testing.
He is cute as hell but a total @$$hole :)
but he's ma boy.

did you teach him that trick?

:hi:

When she was younger, this kitty would fetch, and her toy of choice was also a bottle cap.

would fetch rolled up pieces of paper for HOURS on end. Never tired of it.

She found an opening in the window with the AC where she reached her paw out and grabbed them. That opening has been sealed.

Abbott weird thing is he drools heavily when he's happy - he's such a dork

no need to go outside when your hunting can be accomplished quite efficiently from the comfort of your own home.

Abbott and I have a lot in common...

He obsessively looks every night on the window ledge behind our bed for my wife's hair ties. If he finds one, he carries it into the kitchen and places it in the dogs' big water bowl and then bats it around with his paw. He does this every time.

Millie has determined that socks are a threat to our home's American values. She hunts them down and kills them, leaving the dead ones on my bed as tribute to me.

Except our guy, Ernie, has a little goatee. You can kinda see it in this one.



He has no fear of the pups. He loves them. They tolerate him.

I guess because hair elastics fight back..sorta.

she also has pretend sex with her specially-designated roll of paper towels.
If I knew how to put up pictures I'd show it, I got the kitty-porn.

(she's also got a penis. She was spayed when I inherited her and we called her "her" for years and didn't see her little thing until she tried to sex the paper towels. So now we can't stop, she's a hermaphrodite.)

Does your black cat have a particularly funny way of trying to "cover up" in the litterbox? I have lived with several black cats in my life and they have all had this tendency to cover everything but what they did in the litter box. Their method of covering up involves an unusually large amount of scratching at the hood of the litter box well above their head and never actually covering anything up. I was just wondering if more black cats had that trait or just mine.

This is Puddy screwing her paper towels, if the link works,
I decided from now on I have to have a black cat, Puddy is #1, #1 of many :)

She's good at litter boxin but our tabby Percy's the one who scratches and scratches at the box.. he's pretty neurotic. So I built them a little kitty bathroom under a table and took the top away.

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...but he does it every time he sees a stranger outside...he's my watch kitty!!! :D

My little girl, Domino, does that too. Sunday Girl does it too. Good cats protect their home. That means your cat is proud of his castle and will defend it. You must be a fine cat lover to bring out the protective side like that. That's a good sign.

....saved him and his sister a couple years ago from freezin' to death...Natasha was just a skeleton and would have surely died...can't believe someone threw these babies away...couldn't ask for finer cats than these. :) :hi:

Those are some beautiful pictures.

...my two babies will also lay in wait to tackle each other after usin' their boxes...another thing ours have in common!! :)

Here's my other baby Angel...she's about 17...another stray who'd been livin' on the roof of the adjacent apt. building..she would come to the edge and cry...I coaxed her down and she's been with us for the last 7 years. :loveya:

When she wants to play, she'll get her toy and start to follow you around until you stop and then she'll drop it at your feet, sit down and look at you until you play with her. I swear, one day that cat's gonna start to bark. Her favorite place to sleep is in a newspaper. Especially if you're reading it. Her tail twitches when she's happy instead of annoyed. In fact, she flat-out wags her tail.

Her sister stores toys in their food bowl. She also stores Legos, K'nex, beads, earrings, pom poms and small stuffed animals in there.

Her other sister...well...Psycho-Kitty, Jr. is just...well...let's just say her name fits.

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It's a hooded litterbox. When Yogi is using it, Sunday Girl will sit to the side of the doorway and grin. When Yogi steps out at normal speed, she will attack him and chase him all the way down the hallway. If he steps out slowly, sloth slow, I mean, she will wait and watch until he reaches the door leading to the hallway and takes off running, then chase him. Either way, he is super quiet in the litterbox as not to alert her to no avail. Every time, she get an evil grin and waits for him. That's my girl. What can I say? She takes after her momma. :evilgrin:

He steals them out of the closet and then puts them in his crate. He does this with just about anything he can get his mouth on, but his preference is shoes. He will actually open the closet (sliding one) and take them out. Then he lays in his crate with his head on his stash.

My other one Emma hates to go outside without Ben. Though she will attack him as they go outside. So Ben will hide from her and not go out. Emma gets very angry and chases him around the house until they finally exit the house in a big flurry of barks and growls. She will also not eat her food until Ben is there eating as well. I have no idea why, since she is the alpha. Ben would take the opportunity to eat his food as well as hers if she wasn't around.

he opens up his paws and sticks it in his kibble dish, then closes the paws and gets some kibble stuck between his claws... and he eats that kibble.

Build nests for each other. Why is that weird? Well, both of them are male, and in finches, males building nests is a mating activity to get the attention of females. The best nest builder gets first pick of the ladies. My finches haven't seen a female in almost 5 years. So either they're being real optimistic, or they enjoy the love that dare not speak its tweet.

I've also caught them singing along with music (they like Louis Armstrong and some operas) as they fly around their cage in time. They used to imitate the sound of my alarm clock too.

My late dog and my sister's foster rat used to have conversations with each other, too. Joe Dog would stand in front of the rat's cage, whimper and snort a little, and then Dennis the rat would look back at him and squeak. Joe would answer back. They could back and forth like that for some time.

That's so sweet. I can just picture them now building their nests for each other.

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She would wash her face the same way as a cat. She would also piddle on command, and loved to eat oranges, tomatoes, and raspberries.

Our cats are sisters and they are very different except when it comes to their "babies".

There are four (golf-ball sized) styrofoam balls that are covered in fluffy material, red, gold, green and lavender. The red is their favorite and we've started to call that one "baby Einstein" because it's much fluffier than the others. Anyway almost everyday they get all the "babies" together in a pile in the living room and they bring them upstairs on at a time, calling as they go. Then they place them in the "perfect" spot and then go back down to get the others one by one. This usually happens at about bedtime. By morning they are all back downstairs in various spots around the house and then they do the same thing again the next night.

I'm not certain what they think but they are adorable and very careful until it's time to bat them down the stairs and chase them again. Maybe they're pretending they're catching prey.

any visitor or new noise on the street & he starts a low growl & rushes to the window or door to fend off the invader. i think he's learned it from the dog, but the dog barks, so...

if he's outside when people walk their dogs past he'll follow them growling with tail up, walking sideways, & fur out. the little dogs get very concerned.

as he's a freaking gorgeous fawn abyssinian, he's hard to forget - pretty famous in the neighborhood.

I can pick them up, hold them upside down, sling them over my shoulder, or hold them in any position at all and they'll be docile and happy. They just love to be held and scritched and scratched and petted.

Have you ever held them over your shoulder with their back paws in your hands? Your description of your cats sounds like they would be comfortable balancing on your hand as like that as well. My cats like to stand on the palm of my hand and hang their front halves over my shoulder while I walk around bouncing them like babies.

One of them will climb on the back of the couch behind me, try to climb down over my shoulder, and end up falling into my lap. And either one of them will curl into my lap with their feet in their and hug my arm.

They are the cutest mushiest cats in the world. :7

They're my favorite kind of dog. :loveya:

My kitten fetches over and over again, for hours. Mousies, balls, wadded up paper...he doesn't care. He will return it to me as many times as I will throw it. He also sleeps on my head. Like curled around my head in a half-circle. I am basically wearing a cat hat while I'm sleeping.

Also, sometimes, when he's cleaning himself, his tongue stays stuck out of his mouth even after he's done licking, and it protrudes there, in its darling pinkness. :loveya:

oy.

We call it her "humpy bear" and we had to hide it from her, because she would hump herself into an exhausted frenzy. She also positions it for optimum pleasure by flipping the bear upside down so she can hump the tail.

:P

I figure that she knows sign language. I point down and say "sit" then I hold my palm flat above her head and say "rise." She likes to do this trick on the way down the stairs in the morning. She'll do it two times and when I ask her again she trills loudly and runs over to her food dish!
:)

http://youtube.com/watch?v=iV6DQuEh4UQ

I have a cat that sort of talks, she has a different vocalization for calling each member of the family, sounding vaguely like our names.

Only when the cat was in heat, though. My current dog wants nothing to do with that cat when she's in heat, but Rosie was pretty enthusiastic about it.

I used to joke about their trans-species lesbian love.

...Our late dog Kara used to also look embarrassed while taking care of business. She'd always want to go into a big, tall weed patch and have her privacy. :rofl: Her late sister Diana and she loved to play "chicky wing".... Diana would chase Kara around the house and then jump on our bed, and Kara would land on the bed and roll on her back. Diana would go for Kara's underarm and playfully nip, and they'd have the best time... It's called "chicky wing" because my husband thought it was hilarious that Diana would go for Kara's chicken wing every time, and all he would have to do is yell, "Chicky Wing!" and they'd play.... :P :rofl:

Our current dog Vicki loves to play with fabric softener sheets. She also looooooves clean laundry. She'll make a nest out of the clean laundry if you let her, and if there's a spent fabric softener sheet in there, she'll find it and toss it up in the air, roll, on it and get the scent all over her. She's a mostly-white dog, and when she starts playing with it, she turns dark pink around her muzzle because it's such a turn-on. :rofl: It's like dognip....

Our other current dog Casey shows affection in several ways, but the funniest way is to slam her head into whoever she wants attention from. She rubs her head all over, and it can go on for a long time. My husband calls her "The Battering Ram" and "Knothead". :rofl:

an empty soda from its rim and then she will try to run off with it. For what I don't know. Its pretty cute.

her that. Now she'll growl like a dog if you do anything she doesn't like. She never attacks though..just vocalizes.

Barney used to hump my arm.

he launches himself directly at my torso, forcing me to catch him. Then I have to carry him around for awhile, as he purrs like a chainsaw.

She was my roomate's dog and she'd only drink out of a white teacup; totally ignored her water bowl.

Although he wasn't fond of the mail man either, he REALLY hated the pizza man. If we wanted to him to bark and go nuts, all we would have to say is, "Oh...its the pizza man. Wheres the pizza man". The dog would RUN to the window and start barking.