animals

I used to believe that "wallaby" and "wobbly" were the same word (possibly pronounced "wabbly"), and that wabblies were called thus because of their wabbly ways.

When I was little we had a female rottweiler that my parents were breeding, but they told me that when she had puppies it was because they gave her a special kind of dog food. Guess I was still too young for the bird and the bees talk.

When I was about 5 or 6, I was at my aunts house with a few of my cousins, and they all knew that I *hated* spiders. I went into the garage to get a toy of some kind, and when I came back, my cousin John threw a spider on me! To this day he swears that the spiders are conspiring against me. And whats worse? I believed him for years...when I was 15 I finally realized that the only time they were doing that was when he was around. I'm 19 now, so yeah...

Well when i was a kid to like my 10-12 i thought that all the animals were able to talk but that it was forbidden for them to talk infront of us or that we just weren't able to hear them.And each time my cat and my dog were together in a room alone,i was spying them to see if the y were going to talk,but all that i could see was my cat hitting my dog on the nose and leaving,which then made me believe that they were talking and having a coupple fight or something.

When I was 3 years old, we moved into a new house that had mice. I loved animals and longed to see a mouse so I sat by one of the mouse holes for what seemed like an awfully long time hoping that one would pop out. My mum saw me and told me that the mice had "gone to the fair" down the road. I believed that mice visited fairs for years; later my mum admitted that she had poisoned them.

I used to believe that when it was raining, the little streaks and dots all over the window were fush. I was so happy when it rained because all the fish came out because i thought they only cam out when it rained or when they were in water. Also, when the "fish" reached the end of the window (the rubbery line going vertically across the window) THEY DIED!

well, i live on a canal, and dragonflies are quite common in the summer. i found it quite odd that there were so many "siamese" dragonflies.

only a few years ago did i figure out those dragonflies were actually mating..

When I was little, My big sister told me that snails could bite, and f course at that age i believed her! and i distinctly remember one day standing outside in the pouring rain and there was a snail between me and the door, and I wouldnt come inside because i thought it would bit me, my mum eventually had to carry me inside!

(My sister also told me that slaters were baby marrons! which I also belived! she was a very creative 5 year old)

I used to believe…

while playing, we gals frequently used to hit our heads together accidentally.
I used to believe that it brings bad luck. so we do it again to give it a positive effect and run outdoors to watch for a coconut tree. such a weird belief!!

when i was little one of my friends said that seeing a single bulbul brings u bad luck....
so i always spy for another to make it two.......poppycock!
i still do it........help me!!!!!!!!!!

When I was little, my male cat was... huge. One day a friend and I decided that he was in labor and spent the entire day trying to help him give birth to kittens.

Of course, we also had to prove that he was, in fact, a girl. So we felt around his stomach and found nipples... Proof enough for us.

We decided that the babies had died inside of him when he hadn't given birth. For a weeks we called him a "she" and were very sad about his kittens dying.

My friend and I were cleaning her goldfish tank in the bathroom when one of the fish jumped out of the tank, landing in the sink, and slid down the drain (really, it happened. I think it was suicide). Anyway, we begged her mom to take us to the beach because we thought that's where all the sink water came out and we wanted to save her lost fish.

When I was little we used to live near a milk processing plant. For some reason, I convinced myself that it was a farm and that there were cows living there, despite the fact it was in the middle of a city. When i was about 8 I walked past with my Dad and asked him why you could never hear the animals. Totally deadpan, he told me that all the cows had to go for a special operation to have their moos removed. Worryingly, I was 18 before I happened to comment to a boyfriend that I thought it was pretty cruel that all the cows had to have an operation just so they'd be silent. We split up not too long after...

I used to always think that the only time birds flew over people's heads is when they had to go to the bathroom. I used to always run away whenever I played in the backyard thinking they would poop on my head.

as a young boy i was not allowed to have a dog, so i brought home a pet ant. after playing all day, i believed my ant needed a nice hot bath. after drowning the poor boy, i believed he needed to dry under the blow dryer. after burning my little friend to a crisp, i believed i was a murderer. i flushed him down the toilet and hid from mom.

When I was 6, I went to Sea World in Orlando and saw Shamu the killer whale. When I was 10, I went to Sea World in San Diego and again saw "Shamu" the killer whale. I had seen all those National Geographic shows on killer whales and how they are transported. So I used to wonder how TIRED "Shamu" must be to always travel from coast to coast, and how lucky I was that Shamu happened to be at the particular Sea World I visited.