animals

My dad used to tell my nephew if he was running around with no clothes on (he was 2 or 3) that the ducks would bite his bum. He believed him, and when I took him to a park once he wouldn't go near the ducks because he thought they were going to bite him

When I was little I used to believe that sharks lived inside water beds. One day my mom tried to lay me down on a water bed and I cried. She tried to explain to me that sharks do not live in water beds, but I would not believe her.It took me a few years to get over the fear of sharks living in water beds.

My Granny said if I got out of the pickup when Brama bulls were nearby, they would get in my pants. Realize I was only 5 years old. I did not get out of the pickup.

On the way to our camp, my Dad used to tell my brothers and me that if the cows were all standing by the barn it meant that it was going to rain. I actually passed that little tidbit on to two of my sons before learning that he had made it up!

When my husband was little, he asked his father why cows were all walking around a hill in the same direction, he was told because cows have longer legs on the downhill side than the uphill side and if they changed direction, they would fall down. My husband believed it for a very long time.

Stan the kid who lived next door once told me that if a frog peed on you, it would turn into a wart. And then another day he told me that a birthmark was from where the stork pooped on you.
I dont like frogs, and I'm kinda mad at the stork and if I ever run into Stan again Im gonna poke him in the eye, because I believed those things for a really long time.

When I was seven, my older brother lived in Albuquerque, New Mexico. We went to visit him, it was the first time I had been to New Mexico. I saw a post card with a Jack-a-lope (a Jack Rabbit with antlers on it), for the longest time I thought they were real!

When I was little I asked my mom "what babies were before they were babies". She said ants. For the next few years, whenever i saw people stepping on ants, i'd scream.

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.

When I was about 6 years old. our entire family went on a vacation to Florida. We stayed in this condo that had a giant waterbed in the master bedroom. It also had an aquarium with all sorts of expensive tropical fish.
I thought that all the fish were sad because they had to live in a tiny aquarium, and that they would be much happier in a larger space. I didn't want to put them in the ocean, for fear of them getting eaten by sharks.
It was only 2 weeks after we had left that the manager had been sent up to investigate an ungodly stench in the master bedroom. Seems I had thought that the fishes would have been happier swimming free inside the waterbed!

My dad used to tell me that the piles of hay in feilds we drove by were "cow cocoons" and that the cows hatched out of them and then ate them. So I thought for years cows hatched out of those cocoons.

When I was little my cat died but I didn't know this. So I told everyone that she moved to California with her boyfriend, so they wouldn't be upset that she was gone.

When I was young I saw a Tarzan movie with a huge ten foot tarantula attacking him in a cave. Later, in my teen years, I was shown a real tarantula and said that must be a baby - the adults are 10 feet tall. I had believed that was their real size!

I had watched an episode of some show, I think it was The Wonder Years, where they had to get a dog "fixed". Of course, being a family program they didn't say what "fixed" meant, and I didn't know what it was, except that on the show the dog kept barking all night before they got him "fixed" and then afterward he didn't. So, at my tender age, I thought that getting your dog "fixed" meant that the vet would make it so the dog couldn't bark any more by taking out its vocal chords or something. I believed this for a couple years, too.

When i was young i thought that dogs would eat cats...haha