When I was about five years old I had a small plastic jack russel terrier with a green collar on(I still have it lol)And our neighbors had a jack russel totally identical green collar and all! And I only saw him when we left to go somewhere or when we came back from where ever we went(they were our nearest neighbors and since we live in a rural area they were about a quarter of a mile away)And I always thought that my plastic dog and their real dog were the same dog!I thought that when we went somewhere he became real and rushed over to their house and sat and waited for us.I was scared to death of my toy dog and when ever I went to bed I would just stare at him sitting on the bookshelf with my other toy dogs(I had alot more than one lol)terrified.And one morning when I woke up he was sitting on the night stand staring at me(I didn't know it at the time but my mom knew how dreadfully afraid I was of the thing and she put him there for mean-ness)I immediately started sobbing and ran to mom she told me that she put him there and I could have killed her.Then she said"Go and get him and I'll show you that rufus(my plastic dog) and sparky(neighbor's real dog) are not the same dog!".So I went and got him and my mom drove me up to the neighbor's house and their dog was sitting in his kennel and my plastic dog was still in my hands.I'm 12 now and still have that toy dog some where in my closet lol.
A childhood belief about cats and dogs

others believed things like this
- My Dad told me that the big bales of hay wrapped in plastic sitting in the fields on farms were cow eggs.Anon
- I used to think that doctors added plastic to your face in plastic surgery.— caro
- I used to think that plastic surgery actually involved using plastic.
— JohnJ - I used to believe that plastic surgery was done with plastic knives.— Vicki J.
- I use to think labor day was neighbor day where you would go out and visit all your neighbors.— euphonic
- I used to belive that Jack Frost was a real man! and that he came and painted frost on the windows at night.— Tom