animals

I was about 6 or 7,a raccoon or skunk or something attacted my cat. It drooled all over my cat. Kitty was scared for a long time and so was I. That night I layed in bed,scared, thinking it was a monster. HaHa! ! !

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...

Where I live there is an insect called a Jerusalem Cricket. A lot of people call these insects "Child of the Earth". They have a reputation for being poisonous.
When I was little I was always told to stay away from these insects because they were poison and that I could die if one bit me. So I grew up having a fear of these nightmarish creatures. I was so afraid of them that if I saw one in the yard I wouldn't go anywhere near that part of the yard for hours - even days!
A few years ago I saw one of these insects in the house and finally decided to do some research to find out what they were. That was when I found out that the mysterious Child of the Earth that I had been so afraid of all my life was really just a type of cricket and wasn't poisonous at all. Now instead of being afraid of Jerusalem Crickets I actually kind of like them.

When I was a little girl, I used to chew on my hair. Dunno why, I just did. And we've always had plenty of pets, particularly cats. So to get me to stop chewing my hair, my dad took me to our hallway and pointed to a hairball one of our cats had thrown up and told me, "If you keep chewing on your hair, you'll throw up hairballs like the cats."

Needless to say, I never chewed on my hair again.

When I was a little kid, I was told not to leave your mouth open becuase, a fly wil always come straight in there!! But now I don't do it, even though I choked on a fly before. Lol

There is something you should know, i was a suspicious little kid. I thought that cats wanted to take over the world which was currently run by humans and dogs. That was why dogs hated cats so much. Coincidently, i was a dog person.

i used to believe that birds were spies and that they would evesdrop on my conversation and tell it to their bird friends. I also believed that sparrows could speak human and tell us other peoples secrets. So for the first 7 years of my life, i would only whisper.
I think that this is all my dads fault. I got in trouble and asked him how he knew. He replied that a little bird told him. Of course, i didnt think taht it was my older sister who ratted on me so i figured that a sparrow saw me do it and told my dad.

When I was three years old my parents said we were going to the zoo, a place where lions and bears and other animals lived. I was terrified, I naturally assumed the animals were running around loose and would eat me. My parents eventually caught on and assured me the animals were all in cages and couldn't get me. I felt better until just after we arrived, when an ill-tempered goose (several inches taller than me) walked right up and bit my finger. At that terrible moment I lost all trust in both grown-ups and waterfowl.

From the time I was about two until I was about six my father had me believing that I had been born a monkey with a tail. Because he and my mother thought that I would be embarassed to be the only kid in school with a long tail they had the doctors cut it off. Everytime we went to the zoo, saw monkeys on t.v., or merely heard the word monkey mentioned I would burst into tears for my lost tail and ability to swing from trees.

I used to believe that whenever I heard on the news about a rabid fox or a rabid shunk, that somehow a rabbit and a fox had somehow had babies and they became monsters. Mixing any animal with a rabbit was a dangerous thing.

I used to believe that the leaves that move across the road when the wind blows them really had ants under them that carried the leaves and were hiding from people so they wouldn't get stepped on.

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 am absolutely terrified of spiders and tarantulas. In fact, if I see a tarantula on the road I won't run it over or drive over it. I will cross to the other side of the road because I've always been convinced that it would attach itself to the bottom of my car and attack me when I get out. I will not use my own shoe to squash a spider. It may crawl through the bottom and bite my foot. That's why I always use someone else's shoe. I'm not willing to chance an arachnid's wrath.

When I was young (about 3-4 years old) I believed that owls lived in keyholes. Therefore, I would not go too close to a keyhole, unless there was a key in it, which would prevent the owls from coming out and attacking me. Fortunately, after a while my parents bought me a somewhat lifesize toy owl, which made me realize that owls were too big to live in keyholes.

When I was eight I saw a HUGE slug in my aunt's backyard. The summer before that I saw a tiny slug in my front yard. That didn't bother me but after seeing the huge slug I was grossed out over both of them. I would imagine my house being taken over my slugs and the slugs crawling up my nose and I'd be INCREDIBLY grossed out. I kept thinking there were slugs in all my food and this lead to problems because I refused to eat anything besides stuff like popcorn and lollipops because I knew slugs couldn't get in there. I got over it after I told my dad and he kept insisting when I would cringe upon seeing food that slugs were not infesting my food.