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I used to believe that if a dog barked that the dog had rabies, (this was after I watched 'Old Yeller'). Every time my dog so much as opened her mouth, I would run, screaming, for the room. That just made it worse, because my dog is a herding dog, and would playfully chase me.. Finally, my mom told me that when a dog foamed at the mouth it had rabies, not if the dog barked.
I used to believe that getting a female dog spayed didn't work- the male dog had to be neutered too. Every time my dog acted the teeniest bit odd, I made her lay down because I thought she was having puppies.
I thought all poodles were female...i mean how can you be a male poodle and live with yourself?
When I was a child I beleived that humping dogs were "dancing" cause its what my mother had told me several times. She finally explained it to me when I went outside to see our dogs "dancing" on the porch, and screamed for her to help them when they were "glued together".
When I was younger, between 8 and 10 years old, I beleived that fixing a dog was when you put a rubber band around the base of their "pee wee" and let it fall off. I just couldn't figure out how they peed afterwards.
I used to believe that my dogs diet was clothes, because that was all I ever saw him eating
When I was six I thought that when all puppies grew up they turned into golden labradors.
I used to believe dogs and other animals could talk if they wanted to -- I guess because I watched it happen in so many cartoons and etc -- but that they just didn't want to.
after i saw the first doctor doolittle movie i thought i could talk to animals so i would just get in front of my dog goose and just start talking and he would look at me and i was convinced that he was listing to every word i said
My mom used to tell me that all cats had a devils hair at the end of their tails, thats why we couldnt have one. Now im all grown up and she has a cat of her own that she spoils rotten.
When I was growing up, I always wanted a German Shepard dog. My Mother told me we couldn 't have one because no one in our family spoke German so the dog wouldn't be able to understand us, and we wouldn't know when he was hungry or had to go outside...
I used to believe that I could become a cat if I tried really hard. I would crawl on the floor like a cat and meow like a cat. Since I meowed so much, I would actually answer someone's question with a meow on accident. This went on for awhile, until fourth grade, when the teacher asked me a question and front of the class and I meowed.
Since there was no explanation given for why cats became pregnant, I concluded that it was just something that happened - no real cause.
i used to believe that dogs were made from dogwood trees
I used to believe that all garbage bags on the side of the road were filled with kittens that people had thrown away. I think it originated from a Tom & Jerry cartoon. I would cry and beg my mom to stop and pick up the bags but I wouldn't tell her why. I thought she would refuse because we already had 2 cats. It was torture on road trips but mom just thought I was environmentally conscious.
I used to belive that if a dog licked you on the mouth and his slobber got in your mouth that you would die..then again that was when i was like 5.
When I was about 6 my babysitter was telling me about this other girl she babysat for and didn't really like. She said "She's got this kitten that she goes on and on about. She thinks the sun shines out of that cat's bottom". I had never heard that phrase before and was amazed that someone my age could really believe that about a cat. Oh dear, looks like I was the stupid one...
When I was about 8 I was convinced that my dog possessed the ability to speak but I had to teach him the words first. I spent many afternoons trying to get him to say something but to no avail.
I used to beleive that when a dog cought up with the cat, he would eat him!!!!!
My mother recently told me that I believed our dog was highly intelligent and mimicked human behavior. I thought this because oftentimes when I was sitting on the floor playing, he would come up behind me, rear up on his hind paws, and drape his front legs over my shoulders. I thought he was hugging me as an expression of his affection and had learned this from watching us. I don't think an explanation is needed as to what he was actually doing... Lord only knows how my mother didn't laugh in my face when I proudly informed her the dog had hugged me again!
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