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Until I was about 11, I believed that my dog understood all my feelings and actions (he behaved like it too). I was sure that he was just too clever to let us know how much he really understood. Because of that, apart from many other things, he was my best friend and I shared everything with him (including juicy apricots which he didn't care for and me eating his noodles - yes from his bowl- which he didn't care for either having wolfed down the meat).
I used to think if I left the toilet seat open my cat would get flushed down the toilet.
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.
My dad sold pure-bred dogs. When a buyer came to get a hunting dog, he saw my mixed-breed pet, and really liked her. He wanted to buy her, too. My dad told me, "Mary, this guy says he'll give you fifty dollars for your dog.'
I said, "Well, okay, but I don't know what a dog would do with money."
I used to believe that our cat was a robot that spied on me for my parents. I thought that they used it to tell when I left my room even when they couldn't see me. Because my aunt gave it to us, I thought she had a control station for it, but my parents had a video screen showing what it saw through its camera eyes.
When I was little, I thought the cat got swallowed up by the space under my parents' headboard. (She came out after I went to bed and was eaten by a coyote.)
i used to believe that my pet cats actually had nine lives, because everytime one was lost or died, my mother would bring another back to me, exactly like the earlier one. Instead, when i got older, i found out that was a lie, because one day my mother brung one of the opposite sex, and then she finally told me the cats she'd bring me, were only different replacements she'd buy only to keep me from crying from the lost one.
when i was little i thought that dogs had puppies out of their teats, therefore the number of teats the dog had would determine how many puppies they would have
My grandfather told me that if a cat wasn't pure breed, the tail would fall of if you lifted the cat after it... Guess who paniced when he lifted the cat next-door...I knew that he was a many-mixed cat!!!
But it came came to an happy end, even though I was pretty upset with my grandfather for some hours ;)
I used to believe that dogs from other countries had different languages. So a dog raised in Japan wouldnt be able to understand the barking of an American dog. Actually, that still sounds kind of plausible to me...
I still believe this (because im still a kid) but, i think that when my cat looks into your eyes, and makes that "pleeeeeeeeeeeeease?" look, that he would hate you if you didnt give him what he wants. now, he gets pampered a lot, even though hes nice, and wouldnt hurt me (never has), but he gets it all... GETS IT ALL!
Once, I found my dog eating the cat food out of our cats' bowl and I was so upset because that mean my dog will turn into a cat.
When I was about 10, My mom, sister and I were visiting my grandparents. They were all talking when I notice a pink moving thing coming out of the belly of my grandmother's dog. Now, my cat recently had worms, and I was certain my grandmother's dog had a giant worm. Horrified, I asked loudly, "grandma, what is that?!" And pointed to it. To which my grandmother responded, slightly annoyed, "That's his penis."
I was terribly embarrassed.
Whenmy cat got spaded, when she got home, she didn't purr.Whenever I held her she would purr before she got spaded and I thought that they took out whatever made her purr and that she couldn't purr again.
Childhood beliefs are a funny thing. I had so many funny childhood beliefs that only a few can be mentioned here. As a small child, I used to believe that dogs and cats got married.
I honestly though that dogs without tails were born that way. I truly believed this until I was told otherwise at the age of 23. My friends and family still make fun of me.
Whenever my older siblings wanted me to get out of their rooms and I refused, they would say mom got a puppy and it's in the kitchen. If I still didn't beleive them they would say at every little noise, "Hear it running around?", or "It's begging you to go play with it". I beleived them very time!
This comes from my father. He was told in school that when Huskies are in the snow, and get very cold, they would breathe through their tails. He envisioned a dog covered in snow sticking its tail in the air and breathing through it.
He found out probably 40 years later, watching The Discovery Channel, that Huskies will cover their noses with their tails to make breathing the cold air easier. It finally made sense.
When I was 5 I thought the dogs and cats we saw around the neighbourhood weren't grown up, and that adults dogs and cats stood as tall as adult humans.
My parents own a very skinny tiger cat named Kaboodle, and my brother's family has a very large Golden Retreiver named Buddy. While babysitting the other day, my 4-year-old niece announced to me, "I don't think Kaboodle is Buddy's mother". I did some investigating and found out she got this from her older 9-year-old brother, who now at this late age has only just learned that cats don't give birth to dogs! :)