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I used to believe my dog knew Italian- my native language, but chose to bark instaed.
When I was little, about four or five, I used to believe if you ate enough cat food you would actually turn into a cat.
after i saw the movie all dogs go to heaven i never wanted to let my dog out of my sight!
I used to believe that the manhole covers with the initials CATV was actually saying 'Cat Tv' and i though it was a little pull-out television in catonese (the language of cats) that they could watch.
Heh Heh Heh... catonese.....how imaginative i was, back then.
When I was around 4 or 5, i saw this 2 dogs having sex and wonder how they got "glued" together afterwards. So one day I asked my grandma and she told me that someone had put chewing gum in between them and got them "glued". I totally believed her!
i used to believe that when a dog grewn big enough he could turn into a horse.
When i would see a really big dog i would tell my mum: "big dog almost horse". My mum kept telling me the dog wasn't, but i just new he would! i kept this going till i was about 6 years old.
My cat acts like she's bipolar. One moment she's nice and the next she'll attack out of nowhere. So when I was little, I didn't think both sides of her personality could possibly be the same cat so I figgured we had 2 cats, that looked exactly the the same, and while one was out wondering the house, the other was hiding in the basment, so we could never see them both at the same time.
I used to believe that if I got scratched by my cat too much I would have to get a cat scan, so I was terrified of going anywhere near my cat for years!
I used to think that all cats were girls and all dogs were boys.
yea..i used to believe all cats were girls and all dogs were boys. its funny how other kids thought the same, because i thought i was the only one...lol
My brother used to believe that when we went to school dogs went to dog school to learn to speak and read
hehe when i was little i used to think all cats were girls and all dogs were boys
i guess since it was because dogs were rough and gross and cats are calm clean and nice (sometimes)
I used to think when I heard "bitch" on TV that the woman had been turned into a woman and that she used to a dog
When I was younger, somehow I got it into my head that in every abandoned box by the side of the road, where little kittens. I don't know where this belief came from, but I am in my mid-20's and for a moment, everytime I see a box on the side of the road, I wonder if there are kittens in it!
I used to be have a cat called 'Dusky' that would always come into my bed and annoy me by trying to rub against my face while I was trying to sleep. I used to hate that cat so much I ended up having nightmares about it and had really bad sleeps because of it. In my dreams I believed it was a demon cat that was trying to kill me by lack of sleep.
When I was little, my dad used to hold the cat up to his face as he spoke sometimes.
So sure enough, I grew up certain that cats could speak.
I used to believe I was a kitten. Simply because we had alot of cats aka "my mom's babies", so I thought since our cats were her babies, I must have been a cat, too. I realized that I wasnt, when finding out that I didn't like the taste of the food, that was set out for my "brothers and sisters".
I was told that I use to talk to animals and have full on conversations with them. Mum was always gobsmacked when she walked out the front of the house and saw 4 neighborhood dogs sitting in front of me "talking" to me.
I stopped "talking to animals" at nine so I still remember conversations we had... Mostly the dogs use to talk about where the best food is and where to lie best in the sun... I'm not crazy I swear!
I used to believe that there was a dead body buried in my back yard because our dog would always run to the same spot and back every day when we let her out. She ran in the same place every day so much that the grass started to make a little path. I seriously thought it was because she could smell a dead body.
When I was about 6, I hated to eat the crust on my PB& J sandwhich, and my older brother told me that everytime I don't eat the crust The terrorists kill a kitten.