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When I was little, our cat had kittens, which she kept for a while in a cardboard box that we provided for her. Since I heard the kittens collectively called a litter of kittens, I called the box a litter box. Several people laughed at me at the time for that, and I had no idea why. Later when I learned what a litter box is, I found it very curious that cats have litters of kittens, but a litter box is what cats poo in. In fact, I STILL find it curious.
When I was a little girl I used to believe cats were broken because of their moter sound when they purr
I used to think that dogs in France were much more intelligent than American dogs, because they could understand French!
i thought that our cats were secret spies for my parents and i would never do anything bad around them.
i used to think that my dog was an old man in a dog costume
I used to believe that dogcatchers were evil people who just drove around taking every dog they saw, stray or not. It scared me because I've always had dogs and I was afraid they'd get kidnapped. I think I got it from watching Garfield and Friends or something.
When I was about 4 or 5 and I saw my cat, Baby, taking a nap, I would stare at her and convince myself that she had died. I would then walk up to my "dead" cat and pet her on the head and whisper 'goodbye, Baby' without trying to tear up and stay strong. I would then rejoice and be in complete awe when she woke up. It took me a while to realize that Baby really was just sleeping and now that I'm 16 and still have the same cat, I sometimes pet her while she's sleeping just to make sure she's going to wake up.
I had my sister believing for years that I could communicate with cats in space. My ears used to ring all the time when I was kid. I would put my finger in my ear to stop it. My sister asked me why I did that and I told her I was receiving a communicatiion from the the leader of the space cats. She believed me for years.
When I was about 6, I hated to eat the crust on my PB& J sandwhich, and my older brother told me that everytime I don't eat the crust The terrorists kill a kitten.
I used to believe until I was about 15 that if you had a scrape or cut or a wound, if you'd let your dog lick the wound it would be better than any medicine because my dad had told me that dog saliva is better than medicine. Besides that St. Lazarus guy from church had let dogs lick his wounds...
My mom's friend had a Himalayan. Being a cat owner myself, I had never seen a flat- faced cat that way before, and I asked her why he was that way. She said it was because he ran into the backyard fence when he was outside as a kitten. Every time we went over to her house, I would ask the cat, "And how's your face?"
When I first saw the movie 'Cats and Dogs'... Well, you can probably tell what my belief was. If you've never seen the movie, then I believed that cats and dogs had secret technology hidden right under our noses.
I did crazy stuff on behaf of my belief too. I checked my cat's litterbox for some sort of futuristic devices. No devices, but lots of poop.
I used to believe I could teach the cat to read because I'd caught him watching TV. So I spent several hours trying to teach him the alphabet. He never got the hang of it, though.
We own this very tiny little book, it's Robert Munch's "Mud Puddle" but it's a very small copy. I thought it was a nice size for cats.
I spent a few months trying to teach my cat to read, as she always looked at the pages so intently. Then I decided my cat could read and stopped trying to teach her.
When I was young, my grandmother told me that dogs attracted lightning. It was her way of keeping wet dogs off the front porch. I believed this for years, it almost seems plausible now.
I used to think dogs had jobs, their own cars, went shopping for groceries..and to the bank on their own..we never saw them do this, because we were in school, during these times..I watched Snoopy as a child..
I used to believe that cats could steal our breath while we slept. Our big orange cat would love to curl up on my chest and put his face close to mine. I would always roll over onto my side so that he couldn't steal my breath.
When I was very small My Mum and I watched a man walking his dog. Mum said it was a greyhound. A couple of days later we saw several dogs being walked and I took great pleasure in telling my mum that the men were walking a patch hound, a brown hound, a stripey hound, a white hound and a grey hound!
I used to believe that my mother's cat, which was white with big black spots, got that way because she drank cow's milk when she was a kitten instead of her mother's milk. Nobody understood why I kept calling her our "cow cat."
When I was small, I had this obsession that my cat was a human, but deformed. I spent countless hours trying to make her speak,and when she meowed, I would get angry and ask her to say what I told her to. I occasionally would pester my parents, saying she needed a wheerchair because she couldn't walk on two legs, and I wanted her to get a nice haircut...
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