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Because of the family film, I thought that Beethoven was a dog. I once found a book in my kindergarten classroom featuring pictures of "Beethoven's violin" and "Beethoven's piano" and I wondered how a dog could possibly have a violin.
I used to believe my dog could drive. When I was 4 or 5, I remember my mother saying she had to get my dogs license renewed. And since I only knew about drivers licenses at that time, I was really impressed that my dog was so talented!
When I was about 6 or 7, my dad owned a couple of beagles named Jack & Jill. One morning, much to our surprise, my sister & I found Jill in a dark corner of the barn with a litter of puppies! She had scratched a small hole in the cool dirt for her nest and was just crawling with teeny tiny beagle pups! My sister and I were so fascinated with the whole thing. We ran back to the house to announce our find and drag Dad back to the barn to see. Then, we asked the ultimate question - "Where did the puppies come from?" After much heeing and hawing, my dad finally came up with what he thought was a clever answer:
"See that hole she's in? She started digging and digging until she found them."
Needless to say, my sister & I were severely punished for the dozens of holes we dug around the barn that day in our determined attempt to find more puppies.
my mom warned me to stay away from the neighbor's little white dog. so i avoided it at all costs. since i never really saw it, i therefore concluded that the danger was because it was capable of growing extremely huge to attack people.
I had NO clue about different animal species when I was four - A cat was a cat, a dog was a dog, end of story. So while watching a program on snow leopards on a children’s show, I got this great idea… My mother comes in the room and I ask her “What’s cold and goes meow?”
Fortunately, the cat had only been in the fridge for about five minutes.
I used to have a paranoid fear, that perhaps my cat, whom i kissed and cuddled and petted all the time, was infact a small midget cigar smoking gangster in a cat suit. I was scared i'd catch him 'un-zipping' himself when he thought no one was watching.
I used to think that my friend's dog was an alien, because it's eye's glowed at night. I asked my dad if "they" were going to take over the world. He said that they already had. I was scared for a while about it.
i used to believe that at night when everyone was asleep all the pets would go out and party with each other, like a disco was just for cats, and one was for dogs.
I used to believe that dogs tongues were made of ham. I was never game enough to try it though since it's always covered in doggy slobber ;)
Until about age 11 i thought that "Hush Puppies" the shoes were made from real puppies!
I used to be scared when seeing a mother dog biting the neck of her puppies, I thought she was eating them!!!!!! My mother told me this was not the case while i was in hospital getting a tetnis shot, i had tried to rescue the puppies!!!!!!!
When I was young, I had this golden retreiver, and every day I would go outside to play with her. When we would play, I'd pretend that I was her date to a formal dance and say, "may I have this dance?" She'd give me her paw, and then we'd dance. I seriously thought that my dog understood what I was saying, and was one excellent dancer.
When i was a kid i saw two dogs doing 'it' and i asked my mom what was happening and she said "the doggie in front is hurt and the doggie in the back is pushing it to safety!" i beleived that for a long time.
When I was younger, my mom told me if I rubbed the cat's fur the wrong way it wouldn't be able to see in the dark because of static electricity.
I have 4 younger brothers. When they would pick on me I would run to my Granny and tell on them. She would say to me, "Tattle Tale Tit! Your tongue shall be split, and every dog in town will get a little bit!" That scared the hell out of me! I didn't want dogs to eat my tongue, so I learned how to beat up my brothers.
When I was little, i used to believe that when kittens grew up, they would turn into cats and when the cats grew up, they turned in to lions. Boy, was i upset when we got our cat and it didn't turn into a lion.
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.
When i was younger i used to believe tha the cat gave Santa the keys to the house to get in !
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 little our family dog was an English Sheepdog. English Sheepdogs have no tails. I asked my dad why our dog didn't have a tail. My father went into a long explanation about shepherds not wanting to be taxed for their working dogs that he explained to me again when I was older. The tax collectors would use the tails to tell where the dogs were in the flock of sheep, so the shepherds cut off the dog's tails so the tax collectors wouldn't know how many working dogs they had.
All I got out of the explanation at age 5 is Dad didn't want to pay taxes so we cut the dog's tail off. I thought my father was pretty cheap and wished he had paid to keep the tail.