You Won’t Believe These Hilarious and Bizarre Pet Behaviors—Owners Swear They’re True!
With my old cat, who died a year or 2 ago, we had a game.
We called it Gun.
The game involved shooting him, in the face, at point-blank range, with a NERF gun. Now this on the surface sounds cruel… but he loved this game. If I cocked that NERF gun he would literally come running from anywhere in the house. He’d then hunker down directly in front of me… bracing for impact. Then he would give a short meow. I (And others who played with him) specifically waited for the meow. That was his “go” signal. And we’d let fly, aiming directly at his nose, usually from around 3 feet away.
Sometimes he would then bound after the dart, sometimes even fetching it. Sometimes he would hunker down again and meow, asking for more. If you were willing, he would play this game for as long as you’d keep playing… although I usually stopped after unloading all 6 rounds.
In the end we buried him with a NERF dart.
My old cat Star could tell when I was suicidal and would lay on my chest and go limp so if I tried to move her, she wouldn’t be able to be moved without making me feel worse. She would purr and purr while giving me kisses until the moment passed.
I miss her more than anything.
My 9month old kitten will treat me like a playmate and not like a regular cuddly person. She will wait around corners to jump out and play. She will run at me sideways all POOFED up to initiate a chase. High fives with no treats and sitting when asked to do so.
Torties are the best!
My cat loves having her teeth brushed and will cry if I don’t brush her teeth.
My dad had a male cat years ago. He was an indoor/outdoor cat and one day when he did not return home for the night, my dad went to look for him and found him injured somewhere after what looked like a dog bite. So he got bandages and stitches on his leg and had to stay indoors because he was injured. Then he gradually healed and had a limp on the injured leg so my dad didn’t let him outdoors fearing he might be attacked again. The vet said the limp should go away soon. But it didn’t. My dad believed the cat was faking the limp, so one day he watched him from the corner of the kitchen door as the cat walked perfectly without a limp when nobody was around. He just did not want to go outdoors because he feared dogs now.
My childhood cat burglarized our neighbors. We found swimsuits, sporting equipment, and even one time caught him dragging a kids backpack through the kitty door. What happened to the kid, I wonder.
My husband is a roofer and our first dog would climb the ladder and sit beside him. Almost caused 3 cars to crash and a runner to jump in a ditched when she barked at him we’ve had great dogs since but she was special.
My bird says “Good night” when she’s ready for bed. If you don’t turn out her light and leave, she’ll keep saying it and start growling.
She usually says it in the evening, but she’ll “good night” me out of the room in the afternoon if she wants a nap.
I have a cat that plays fetch with his stuffed animals.
He also gets annoyed when I don’t throw the stuffed animal far enough, and loves to chase it down the stairs into the basement.
I have a Pomeranian who is a total introvert. She’s super laid back and chill and that kind of throws people off anyway. No matter where I live she claims some space in the house as her “bedroom” and goes there to be alone.
One time it was a cabinet in my kitchen. She claimed one of the lower unused cabinets and took soft stuff and snacks and toys in there and could open the cabinet all by herself. She would chill in there for hours.
Currently it’s the corner of the sectional against the wall, she has all her favorite things under there and my other dog NEVER goes under there. It’s her private space.
One of mine can hear a jingle from a commercial from the other side of the house and come running because he knows that jingle for that commercial means dogs will be on TV.
My cat gently grabs spiders in his mouth and brings them over to drop on me.
Yep, I’m deathly afraid of spiders.
I had a toy poodle mix named Yoda who would meow like a cat if I said “Yoda go meow”. It started as me saying it as a joke to him here and there and one day he actually started doing it. He was a good boy.
My old collie used to yell at us if we didn’t come home from school on time. Like if we went to a friends or the walk home took too long, he would howl at you for the rest of the night and there was no getting out of it with him.
He was also afraid of ice cream bucket handles.
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