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My sister used to love dogs. When she was about 5 she asked my dad what a female dog was called. He said 'bitch'. From then on, whenever someone asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up, she answered 'a bitch'.
I used to believe I was a kitten. Simply because we had alot of cats aka "my mom's babies", so I thought since our cats were her babies, I must have been a cat, too. I realized that I wasnt, when finding out that I didn't like the taste of the food, that was set out for my "brothers and sisters".
When I was about 5, I saw the family cat sleeping on the floor. It started to wake up and when it stood up there was a ping pong ball underneath it that it had been laying on. I ran screaming to my mom, "the cat laid an egg".
Up until I was around six or so, I believed that I was really a cat, living with humans. So, naturally, in kindergarten when we did self-portraits, mine was a cat. This made my teacher quite angry. I was amused.
When I was little I believed our family dog was a spy for my mom. I always tried to be good in front of him but if I slipped up I would beg him not to tell.
When i was 6 years old i had a dog named Sandy. And i thought she was made of Sand.
When I was about 6 the Apollo landed on the moon, this was on the evening news every night. At the same time our neighbours had a large alsatian dog named Pollo. Night after night I fantasized about how Pollo survived in his small cubicle and how he landed on the moon...
When I was 5 or 6, the family cat started acting very strange. I asked my mother what was wrong with her, and my mother told me that "The cat is in heat." I didn't know what that meant, so I thought it was the same as when the car "overheated". After that I told my friends to be careful because "The cat is overheated".
My brother told me that cat's beeped when you squeezed them. (Lightly of course) He'd squeeze them and beep and I thought it was the cat. I thought I was squeezing wrong for some time.
I used to think that dogs were the males and cats were the females and thats why they were always chasing each other...
My cousin told me that if you look into my grandma's cat's eyes, you can see the future.
I believed it but was afraid of getting scratched in the face by doing so, so I never tried it.
When i was 3 me and my friend would always feed her dogs what ever we were eating. Her mother told us that if we kept feeding them human food they would stand up on two legs and walk around like humans! I believed this untill i was 12 years old.
Once I asked my mom what the little specks flying around in a ray of sun shining through the window were. She said it was "flying dust". I misunderstood, and thought she said "flying dogs". For years, I imagined these microscopic cats and dogs flying around in rays of light.
I could talk (bark) with dogs, and
understand everything they were saying.
Other people claimed that I couldn't,
but I thought they were just being stubborn.
One day I hid dog treats around the back yard and I wanted my dog to go and find them. Well, he just wagged his tail and barked at me but he wouldn't go look for the treats. I tried to be helpful so I wrote "bark bark" on the ground hoping my dog would read it and know to look for the treats.
As a kid, I used to believe that technology would advance rapidly and creat a machine that would enable us to watch our dogs thoughts and memories on a monitor like a movie. I was really worried my parents would find out about all the "bad" things I had done when they weren't there (but the dog was...)
When I was five, I decided that cats needed haircuts just like people. I grabbed some scissors, crawled under the dining room table, and cut all of my cat's whiskers off. I wasn't allowed to used scissors for two months.
when my dad was little boy his older sister told him that their cats nose was made out of rubber. he believed her without question until the day he tried to rub out a mistake in his jotter and got his arm lacerated by the cats claws and teeth.
once when i was around 4 or so i was in the car with my mom, when memories by barbara streisand came on the radio. my mom told me in a very serious manner that a cat sang that song. i was extremely impressed and of course tried to coax the family cat into singing. even though she didn't burst into song, i kept at it for about a week until my brother figured out what i was doing and broke the news to me. cats really can't sing. i still haven't gotten over that heartbreak.
My mother, being from the old school, once told my siblings and I that there were "trick dogs," in an attempt to explain what the neighbor dogs were "doing" one day. They were, of course, doing IT. We were all on the bus one day and pulled up at a stop light. My brother and I spotted two dogs going at it, and very enthusiastically said, "look mom! Trick dogs!." She told me several years later that everyone on the bus had to take a look for themselves, and that she felt like crawling under the seat.
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