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Because of the family film, I thought that Beethoven was a dog. I once found a book in my kindergarten classroom featuring pictures of "Beethoven's violin" and "Beethoven's piano" and I wondered how a dog could possibly have a violin.
I used to believe my dog could drive. When I was 4 or 5, I remember my mother saying she had to get my dogs license renewed. And since I only knew about drivers licenses at that time, I was really impressed that my dog was so talented!
When I was about 6 or 7, my dad owned a couple of beagles named Jack & Jill. One morning, much to our surprise, my sister & I found Jill in a dark corner of the barn with a litter of puppies! She had scratched a small hole in the cool dirt for her nest and was just crawling with teeny tiny beagle pups! My sister and I were so fascinated with the whole thing. We ran back to the house to announce our find and drag Dad back to the barn to see. Then, we asked the ultimate question - "Where did the puppies come from?" After much heeing and hawing, my dad finally came up with what he thought was a clever answer:
"See that hole she's in? She started digging and digging until she found them."
Needless to say, my sister & I were severely punished for the dozens of holes we dug around the barn that day in our determined attempt to find more puppies.
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My sister told me many times that dogs are a shark's favourite food. I got to thinking after a while that it would be quite difficult for a shark to acquire a taste for dog, seeing as how dogs live on land and all. It kind of got a grip on me though because we had a lot of shark attacks in the ocean where we lived in the 60s. We would swim a lot through the long hot summers, and I always felt concern if a dog went in the water, and reassured myself that if a shark came then as long as I kept my eye on the dog I would have some warning to get out of the water. Not really a relaxing swim though.
I once asked my dad why Pugs had flat faces. He responded "because they ran into a wall"...
I used to have a paranoid fear, that perhaps my cat, whom i kissed and cuddled and petted all the time, was infact a small midget cigar smoking gangster in a cat suit. I was scared i'd catch him 'un-zipping' himself when he thought no one was watching.
I used to think that my friend's dog was an alien, because it's eye's glowed at night. I asked my dad if "they" were going to take over the world. He said that they already had. I was scared for a while about it.
I used to believe that dogs tongues were made of ham. I was never game enough to try it though since it's always covered in doggy slobber ;)
Until about age 11 i thought that "Hush Puppies" the shoes were made from real puppies!
I used to be scared when seeing a mother dog biting the neck of her puppies, I thought she was eating them!!!!!! My mother told me this was not the case while i was in hospital getting a tetnis shot, i had tried to rescue the puppies!!!!!!!
When I was younger, my mom told me if I rubbed the cat's fur the wrong way it wouldn't be able to see in the dark because of static electricity.
I have 4 younger brothers. When they would pick on me I would run to my Granny and tell on them. She would say to me, "Tattle Tale Tit! Your tongue shall be split, and every dog in town will get a little bit!" That scared the hell out of me! I didn't want dogs to eat my tongue, so I learned how to beat up my brothers.
When I was a kid we had some pet cats, and whenever they purrred my mom would say that their refrigerators were running, so up until i was about 10 I used to think cats had little refrigerators in their chests that would open up every time you would pet them.
When I was little, i used to believe that when kittens grew up, they would turn into cats and when the cats grew up, they turned in to lions. Boy, was i upset when we got our cat and it didn't turn into a lion.
When i was younger i used to believe tha the cat gave Santa the keys to the house to get in !
When my sister was younger, she was convinced she could teach our cat how to sing the Meow Mix song. She wrote it out on a piece of paper, and when our father caught her teaching the cat to sing, she claimed that it could really read, but was too shy to sing in front of us.
When I was about 7 years old, my dog humped my leg. I didn't know what he was doing, I thought it was just a little dance or something, so I'd let him do it whenever he wanted. Later, my sister told me what he was actually doing. I was horrified and couldn't sleep very well for a month. I was convinced that I was going to have puppies.
When I was little our family dog was an English Sheepdog. English Sheepdogs have no tails. I asked my dad why our dog didn't have a tail. My father went into a long explanation about shepherds not wanting to be taxed for their working dogs that he explained to me again when I was older. The tax collectors would use the tails to tell where the dogs were in the flock of sheep, so the shepherds cut off the dog's tails so the tax collectors wouldn't know how many working dogs they had.
All I got out of the explanation at age 5 is Dad didn't want to pay taxes so we cut the dog's tail off. I thought my father was pretty cheap and wished he had paid to keep the tail.
I used to believe that one of my teachers morphed into my cat and spied on me at home. I was always scared to do anything while the cat was watching!
when I was little, I believed that when I went to school, my pet cats went to a kitty school. so when i'd get home, i always asked them how their day was and what they learned.
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