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When I was little, I used to believe that my pets were actually robots who were spies for my mom. Whenever I did stupid stuff, I would bribe them so they wouldn't tell on me.
I used to beleive that when people say "its raining cats and dogs," i really thought that pets would be falling out of the sky.
Until age eleven, I thought that all baby poodles were pink and fluffy, and that when they got older, they turned white and 'curly'.
When I was little, I believed my dog could talk, and just decided not to due to the fact I wasnt a dog. So for hours, I would sit by him and say things like "Good doggy. You're such a nice doggy, will you talk to me?" When that didn't work, I would hold up treats and beg him to talk. Eventually I got very annoyed and stood up, glaring down at him, shouting "I KNOW YOU CAN TALK, SO SAY SOMETHING, DOPEY!"
When he didnt talk after I did all of that, I threatened to poke him until he did. So every day for a week after that, family would walk in to where my dog and I usually were to find me sitting there, poking him..
I thought my cats would go to parties at night when they knew everyone was in bed. I thought they would talk at bars and have drinks. I thought they would sing karoke. I thought they had a secret door to get into the cat world! Sometimes, I would stay up and spy on them until I fell asleep. I thought this until I was 9!
~I used to think my cats nose was wet because she got pee on it when she went in her litterbox!~
I used to think that "Pit bulls" were called "Pimpels"
I thought when I wasn't looking my dog would disco.
When I was about six I used to listen to my cat purr. I asked my parents what made her purr, but they didn't know, so I concluded that there was a tractor inside her that was turned on every time I petted her.
When I was about 6 years old, we visited a friend of my parents who had a Doberman Pinscher. I was terrified thinking that the dog was going to pinch me.
I used to belive weather could be unbearable for animals, dogs, cats, any type of animal. Like it can be for humans too. Like if we are hot we take of some clothes. And if were cold we put on clothes. Well i figured my cat was hot with all of his fur, so i shaved him, then i realized like us humans, if we want to put on stuff cats cant glue fur back on, thats when my mom came home and brought me to the ER, to evauluate me for animal cruelty.
When I was a kid, my dad told me the animal shelter was "kitty heaven." One day while riding in the car with my aunt, we passed the animal shelter. I proclamied, "that's were Muffin lives now." I of course was refering to my dead cat, my aunt just thought I was crazy!
I remember my aunt had two identically marked cats, Abadon and Adolph. I asked, what kind of a cat is Adolph. And she said he's a male cat. I asked about Abadon and she said she is Adolph's mother. I knew there were boys and men and fathers and girls and women and mothers, but didn't know there were males and females. So of course I heard "mail cat".
So I thought long and hard about how this cat could be a mail cat. I figured that's why she let him out in the morning because he had a lot to do during the day - delivering the mail, helping with the mail and such.
My four year old son has worked out that cats are female, dogs are male,and that when they get married, the babies are mice.
I believed if I let my dog lick my face and didn't wipe off the slobber, that I would turn into a dog myself.
My mum would always talk to our cats and ask them if they wanted food, then she would give them some and they'd eat it. I thought that when you were an adult you could actually understand animals and they would talk to you like the ones in movies.
When my cat was alone in my bedroom, I would close the door and lock it. Then I would gently approach her and say, "Okay, if you can talk, you know you can trust me. I won't tell anyone. I can keep a secret. Please, I know you can talk, so just talk to me!" Looking back on at now, I feel really stupid. I guess that's what happens when you watch movies like "The Aristocats" too much.
We have a dog named Bubba and when my daughter was 5 she asked me how come Bubba does'nt "shred" I said what Camrin? she said you know mom, why dooes'nt Bubba "shred" well it dawned on me what she meant, she really wanted to know How come Bubba does'nt SHED! I laughed so hard and corrected her and she said well Whatever mom! I still tease her about that today and shes 8.. she just rolls her eyes and says "Oh mom"...LOL
When I was little I thought it would be fun to let my cat go for a swim in the large puddle we had in our backyard.
A few minutes later I ran to my mom crying and all scratched up.
When I was little, a stray cat came to our house. I 'named' him 'Slimey' because that was the name of Oscar the Grouch's worm on Sesame Street, and I thought that was what you named all pets.