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When i was a kid, my lawn was all bumpy andi thought they were kittens under the grass so i used to avoid it at all cost.
The first time that our cat went into heat, she drove everyone in the house crazy with her crying. My little brother, who was about nine at the time, told one of his friends that she was crying because "there's a little baby wiggling around in her stomach and making her cry."
When i was little , i used to think that if a cat slept on your chest, it would suck all the air out of your lungs whilst you were asleep, and then you would die!!
when i was little i used to beleif that if a cat sneezed, then it would rain.
I used to believe that CAT_TAILS were really cat tails and when i saw a cat with no tail i would try to catch it and put its tail back on
when i was 4 i thought if i licked a cat ide become 1 then i woke up in the middle of the night saying i dont wana be a cat
My parents never wanted a dog, only cats so when I was little they told me that Dogs would bite you and cats wouldn't. We got the cat and one bit me. Imagine my surprise.
When I was little a friend told me that kittens come from a cat if you plant it in the ground, so I tried to plant our cat in the ground and the cat scratched me in the face really hard.
I remember listening to Cat Scratch Fever by Ted Nugent (or is it Nuget?), and there used to be a stray cat that roamed through our neighborhood, affectionately named, "The Black Cat." So my brother, four or five at the time, wanted to pet the cat (we have two cats still and we love cats in general), but my dad said that the cat would scratch him and he'd be all like, "ooghaghadklhfalkh!" *insert weird noises* and that a bus would come up with a bunch of people yelling the same thing and they'd throw you on and take you away. Terrified my brother, I'll tell you.
I stopped believing the bus story after my dad told me he made it up. It was pretty funny to watch him be the mad people though.
When I was about 7 years old, my dog humped my leg. I didn't know what he was doing, I thought it was just a little dance or something, so I'd let him do it whenever he wanted. Later, my sister told me what he was actually doing. I was horrified and couldn't sleep very well for a month. I was convinced that I was going to have puppies.
When I saw "The Lion King" when I was a kid, I noticed that when Mufasa died during the wildebeast stampede, his whiskars were bent. They weren't straight. I thought that if a cat or dog's whiskars were bent, they would die! After that, any time I played with a cat, I tried to bend it's whiskars!
I used to believe dogs ate cats
I used to believe when I was a child ,
during xtmas time animals speak like humans after 12 pm
When my sister was younger, she was convinced she could teach our cat how to sing the Meow Mix song. She wrote it out on a piece of paper, and when our father caught her teaching the cat to sing, she claimed that it could really read, but was too shy to sing in front of us.
When i was younger i used to believe tha the cat gave Santa the keys to the house to get in !
When my mate was a baby his parents got a cat. Unfortunately the cat got hit by a car and had to have a leg removed, so up until he was 7yrs old he thought all cats had 3 legs he didnt no any different.
I hope I don't sound racist, because I'm not. But anyway, when I was 3 0r 4 I used to believe that african americans owned black dogs. I asked my day care teacher (who was african american) if she owned a black dog, and she laughed. I didn't get it.
I used to think that when a cat would rub up against me, that it wanted me to get out of its way...
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 when each family was out of the house, my dog Nikki, and my godmother's dog and cat Sasha and Bandit would get together and have parties where they would do nothing but dance all night long. I always thought Bandit would win the prize for the best moves.