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When my friend was small his brother told him that they made lipstick out what came out of the end of a dog when it got..um.. excited. He had a total meltdown one day when his mom was putting lipstick on.
When my cat was alone in my bedroom, I would close the door and lock it. Then I would gently approach her and say, "Okay, if you can talk, you know you can trust me. I won't tell anyone. I can keep a secret. Please, I know you can talk, so just talk to me!" Looking back on at now, I feel really stupid. I guess that's what happens when you watch movies like "The Aristocats" too much.
When I was six or seven, my friend, who was from a Catholic family and had three Dachsunds, told me that the reason the fur on dogs' heads was softer than on the rest of their bodies, was because God patted them on the head. I'm not religious, and I wasn't when I was a kid, either, so I didn't think much of it at the time, but it is rather cute...
I used to call grey cats "pussy willows" because I belived that a pussy willow plant grows into a grey kitten. I remember getting a pussy willow plant because I wanted a cat!
My old neighboor (when I still lived in Kaneohe) owned 2 dogs, 1 of which, I took a great liking to.
Well, I was convinced that if I make a "woof" sound, and thought of that I wanted to say, then the dog (Keiko) could understand what I was telling her.
I was really little and we had a male dog laying on his back and my mom, my sister and I were petting his belly. This dog had uhh very prominent testicles and I pointed to them and asked what it was. My mom laughed hysterically and told me it was his butt. I believed her, but still wondered why his butt hung down like that.
When I was small, our BIG white male Pomeranian, Moosey, used to howl constantly when there were female dogs in heat in the neighborhood. Mom took him to the vet one day and when he came back he didn't howl anymore. She told me she had his voice taken out. I believed this until I was 13, despite the fact that he could still bark. By this time, the dog was dead, but I still firmly believed his voice had been taken out. In reality, he was simply neutered.
When I was a kid I used to believe if you cleaned your dogs nose out and looked up inside of it you would see the devil. Some older boys told me this at the bus stop and I forever avoided looking at my dogs nose for fear of being scared to death.
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.
When I was a kid I used to believe that If I kissed a dog in the mouth I would get pregnant and have puppie dogs as babies.
I had an 18 lb. cat who ate rubber bands, I used to believe she could bounce away if not careful.
When I was about 3 my cat, Rocky, died. He was about up to my waist when he died and untill about second grade I beleived that he was up to my waist, even as I grew, and I soon thought that he was the only house cat as big as a tiger. I believed this until my friend pointed out that he was up to a 3-year-old's waist, not a full grown person's waist.
According to my mom, whenever I saw a stray dog in the street I would ask where its parents were.
I used to believe that dogs shed their noses, much like a snake sheds it's skin Where I live they;re are trees that drop big seeds that look exactly like a dog's nose.
I thought when I wasn't looking my dog would disco.
When I was younger, I knew how male cats and dogs were neutered. However, I couldn't think of how they spayed female cats and dogs.
Being a girl myself, I knew girls had vaginas and boobs, I though female animals had them too, I knew that they couldn't cut off someones vagina, so I though that when a female animal was spayed, they just cut off its boobs.
I wondered what boobs had to do with reproduction..but it made more sense to me at the time.
When I was very little, my parents told me that cats didn't like water. I thought that this meant they didn't even drink water. So I was surprised when I saw Drummer, our cat at the time, drinking some water from his food/water dish.
My younger brothers and sister used to believe that dogs ate cats and they were mortal enimies of each other. (at least i finaly explained to them that dogs did not eat cats and that they could be the best of friends).
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.
When I was a little girl, I got the message that I could be anything I want when I grew up. So when people would ask me what I wanted to be, I would say "a cat!".