My 2 year old goldendoodle just yeeted herself off the porch for no reason and fucked up her leg. Of course the vet is booked until 11 AM tomorrow. This is the same dog that had to get bowel obstruction surgery twice in two months because she kept eating toys. She is not allowed to have toys anymore.
She’s such a goblin.
Cat wanted to go outside. It was raining. After seeing the rain out the back door and turning around she led me to the front door expecting better weather.
Dumbest? geez, it’s hard to choose. She’s a coward (part chihuahua, I’m sure) that can’t beat the terrier genes in her mutt butt, so one night she goes out to the back yard and does her little barking at thin air, just to see if anything nearby gets scared off by it, and lo and behold there’s an opossum! So she is barking, yelping in her little whine-bleat, running away from it, but then turning back and bark/cry/yelping at it while running at it, but when she’s within 10 feet of it she gets even more yelpy and runs away from it, only to turn back again and repeat the whole shebang. I grabbed her by the fourth round, but I’m still just flummoxed at the thought process that must have been running in her tiny brain. It’s like courage the cowardly dog manifested himself for a hot minute: scared but bravely charging the terrible monster while screaming.
She also likes to chase birds, screaming her head off… and we’re not talking about birds on the ground. 300 feet in the air, and she still thinks she will catch them.
My late cat (the one in my pic) REALLY wanted my grocery-store sushi one time, but I didn’t give her any, so she decided to lick a big ol’ glob of the wasabi.
She didn’t like it.
Ginger tom. That in and of itself is “enough said” but my personal fave was the time i saw him pick a fight with a stationary chair and lose.
My pug who passed recently would eat literally anything. This includes raw potatoes that he dug out of the ground himself, very hot peppers off the plant (he was delighted with this), a jar of dried soup beans, and a bag of slivered almonds. The first two I simply never thought he’d think to eat, the beans and almonds I thought were out of reach and weren’t. He was absolutely fine each time and very pleased with himself. When my ex would bring the grocery buckets in, he would be waiting and take a chomp out of anything he could reach, celery or lettuce or peppers. It really was cute despite the horrible poops he would have, and I miss him awful.
My mom’s dog LOVES spicy peppers.
Must like the endorphins.
Jumped out of the fish tank.
My dog will refuse to eat. She wants treats or whatever we’re having instead. She’s stubborn and will hold out for many hours, with a full bowl of food sitting there.
Then her stomach will hurt. She will complain and want to eat grass if we let her outside. She will refuse treats. We basically need to break treats in half and touch her lips with them/put them in her mouth (she will spit them out - we don’t force-feed her). After a try or two the taste and smell get her mouth watering and she slowly will eat the treat (usually a greenie), realize it’s making her feel better, and happily chow down her food. Totally normal and fine after that. Happy and playful, normal stool, energetic (especially for her age).
We’ve talked to the vet several times about this behavior. Blood tests and X-rays all normal. We give her long walks (at least an hour, twice a day, often with neighborhood dog friends). She’s allowed on furniture and loves to snuggle, insists on pets (and gets them!)
This girl is so stubborn she can’t figure out how to solve hungry. You fool! Just eat.
I suspect someone is still sneaking food to her.
I had a cat that, when she was a kitten, tried to jump up on the toilet, but ended up in it since the lid was up. She was very, very cautious about jumping up on things after that.
Cat had a habit of licking plastic grocery bags. Didn’t care two bits for catnip, but would go gaga for plastic bags. Well, one day the goober got so into it that she got her head into a bag handle, noticed that something was off, and panicked. So you have this cat sprinting all over the house, running away from the bag that’s billowing and making scary noises just behind her… In the end she started running up the stairs, got the rest of the bag stuck under her paws, and just stood there in self-pity because she’s pinned herself down.
I’ve been told it’s because some plastic bags are produced with fish oil or tallow added. They can smell it.
The vet endoscoped 30 ponytail holders out of my cat’s stomach several months ago, and if I hadn’t banned them from the house she’d eat more. I bring in sprigs of crabgrass to appease her chompiness, they go through safely and keep her regular.
30? Goddamn, I’d be so mad. Maybe not about the ones from the hundred pack, but my nice silk ones would get that cat banned.
They were the simple round elastic ones, wrist-size. I was just so glad they didn’t kill her. I actually have a pixie cut, and my long-haired children have grown up and moved out, so she must have found an old stash overnight. They used to be her absolute favorite toy, batting and chasing and pouncing, but apparently they’re also too fun to bite and eat as well. So I banned them instead of her.
Had a cat catch themselves on fire from getting too close to a candle, then proceed to sit there while on fire and do nothing. I bolted across the room, and only then did they get scared and jumped so fast that it put out the fire.
Luckily, it was just some singed tail hair and nothing serious.
My dog gets so lost in sniffing things that he walks into objects constantly. He’s walked directly into stop signs, a gas meter, people, and even walls.
Last week our dog found poop in the yard and started rolling in it, just two days after getting a bath at the groomer
My cat routinely jumps from a table onto my hot tub lid.
One day he did it while the tub was open and we were in it. Realized his mistake way too late and tried to stop on the edge, but went face first into the water
One morning we woke up to a complete stranger pounding on the door yelling “YOUR DOGS ON THE ROOF!!!”
She had climbed out the attic window, and fell to the roof over the first floor. I don’t know how long she was pacing the roof trying to find a way back in.
