Cute Pet Stories

lrusso

Cathlete
One day when I was getting out of the shower, I came downstairs to find the top off the fish tank, water everywhere, and footprints on the bottom of the tank. I only had 1 beta fish in there (in a 5 gallon tank) for my 2 cat's entertainment. Little did I know my cat would jump in there with the fish. She was soaked from head to tail. Cats are so curious. Luckily both she and the fish were fine.

Do you have any cute pet stories to share??? :) Linda
 
I have an african gray that has named himself Winnie the Poop. His name was Winston but the first time he watched Winnie the pooh with the grandkids he started saying Winnie the poop. His first sentence was Take a poopie. (I was potty training him at the time) When my granddaughter (Racheal) comes over he likes to say Racheal Take a poopie. When I pick up the phone to call someone he will make the beep noises that the phone makes then say hello, and start a conversation of his own. He'll even start laughing like someone told him something funny.
 
The other day, I was woken up by my cat Pete 'crying' in a way I'd never heard him do before. It started out a bit plaintif, then seemed to become more like "cat in distress."

I sleepily called him into the bedroom, and he jumped onto the bed...and dropped something on the covers over me.

I was still sleepy, and didn't have my glasses on, but what I did see looked too much like a tail of some sort for comfort (and I'd had mice problems a couple of years ago). I quickly picked up the edges of the sheet and dumped the mysteriious "gift" onto the floor.

Then Pete started sniffing around anxiously on the bed, looking for it, which made me think even more it was something "really interesting" like a mouse.

I dropped him on the floor, near where it would be, then I decided it would be a good idea to find out exactly what it was, and deal with it.

I got out of bed just as he was walking off with it, and followed him to the living room.

He dropped 'it' on the floor, and I could still only blearily see part of it, again looking like a tail.

I bent over, expecting to see a dead or half-dead mouse, and what I saw was.....a purple string bean!

Pete had been going through my compost bucket (he's taken kale stems out of it in the past) and found it!

But I swear we have similar imaginations, as he treated it as if it were a mouse!
 
I have an african gray that has named himself Winnie the Poop. His name was Winston but the first time he watched Winnie the pooh with the grandkids he started saying Winnie the poop. His first sentence was Take a poopie. (I was potty training him at the time) When my granddaughter (Racheal) comes over he likes to say Racheal Take a poopie. When I pick up the phone to call someone he will make the beep noises that the phone makes then say hello, and start a conversation of his own. He'll even start laughing like someone told him something funny.
LOL!

When I was a grad student, I lived for a time in a house with a recently divorced (and neurotic) woman who had a parrot named "Pancho." He was a rather annoying bird (he had picked up his mistress' neuroses, IMO): when I sat down at the dining room table to have a peaceful meal, he would 'bark" like a dog (he'd spent some time on a farm with a dog).

One day, I woke up to hear him laughing and talking to himself. He was saying "PANcho PANcho PANcho..... HA HA HA HA HA!" in a rather deranged way (I think the woman had driven him as crazy as she was going). I went downstairs to see him, and he was walking around the living room all by himself, talking to himself, over and over.
 
One day when I was getting out of the shower, I came downstairs to find the top off the fish tank, water everywhere, and footprints on the bottom of the tank. I only had 1 beta fish in there (in a 5 gallon tank) for my 2 cat's entertainment. Little did I know my cat would jump in there with the fish. She was soaked from head to tail. Cats are so curious. Luckily both she and the fish were fine.
LOL!
I'm glad both cat and fish were okay.
Cat's seem to like to play with water, but not get that wet.
I used to have a cat named Frisco who would play "fish and shark" with me when I took a bath.
He would stand on the edge of the bathtub, and my feet would be in turn 'fish" that he'd bat at, or "sharks" that would bat at him.
One day, he slipped into the tub, then immediately jumped out ( good thing he didn't get too wild, as naked me + cat with claws doesn't seem like a good combo!). He was literally soaked from head to tail (well, maybe the tips of his ears were still dry!) and washed himself (? licked himself dry?) for a long time.
 
We live in a renovated barn and do have field mice at times. One night I saw the cats with a mouse in the kitchen and while I would usually try to do a rescue I decided to ignore it and went back to bed. In the morning I looked all over the kitchen for a dead mouse and found nothing. Relieved I figured the mouse escaped. I turned around to put the kettle on and there was the dead mouse in the skillet on the stove. Maybe that is not cute?! But it was funny. Was it a gift? Do they think I am incapable of getting my own food?
 
The other day, I was woken up by my cat Pete 'crying' in a way I'd never heard him do before. It started out a bit plaintif, then seemed to become more like "cat in distress."

I sleepily called him into the bedroom, and he jumped onto the bed...and dropped something on the covers over me.

I was still sleepy, and didn't have my glasses on, but what I did see looked too much like a tail of some sort for comfort (and I'd had mice problems a couple of years ago). I quickly picked up the edges of the sheet and dumped the mysteriious "gift" onto the floor.

Then Pete started sniffing around anxiously on the bed, looking for it, which made me think even more it was something "really interesting" like a mouse.

I dropped him on the floor, near where it would be, then I decided it would be a good idea to find out exactly what it was, and deal with it.

I got out of bed just as he was walking off with it, and followed him to the living room.

He dropped 'it' on the floor, and I could still only blearily see part of it, again looking like a tail.

I bent over, expecting to see a dead or half-dead mouse, and what I saw was.....a purple string bean!

Pete had been going through my compost bucket (he's taken kale stems out of it in the past) and found it!

But I swear we have similar imaginations, as he treated it as if it were a mouse!


LOL. My one cat (the one that went swimming with the fish) puts a Rosy Rat (best cat toy ever) in her mouth and runs around the house crying at the top of her lungs. Sometimes when I don't see her, I run to find her, thinking she's hurt and there she is with her toy. Then she lays it in front of her, like it's her proud catch!!! :p Linda
 
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We live in a renovated barn and do have field mice at times. One night I saw the cats with a mouse in the kitchen and while I would usually try to do a rescue I decided to ignore it and went back to bed. In the morning I looked all over the kitchen for a dead mouse and found nothing. Relieved I figured the mouse escaped. I turned around to put the kettle on and there was the dead mouse in the skillet on the stove. Maybe that is not cute?! But it was funny. Was it a gift? Do they think I am incapable of getting my own food?

Too funny!! Maybe they were just trying to take care of you, like you do them!!:p Linda
 
I have an african gray that has named himself Winnie the Poop. His name was Winston but the first time he watched Winnie the pooh with the grandkids he started saying Winnie the poop. His first sentence was Take a poopie. (I was potty training him at the time) When my granddaughter (Racheal) comes over he likes to say Racheal Take a poopie. When I pick up the phone to call someone he will make the beep noises that the phone makes then say hello, and start a conversation of his own. He'll even start laughing like someone told him something funny.

I know someone who has one of those. The bird likes to beep, just like his owners car horn, well one day the husband kept getting up looking out the window because he thought his wife was beeping the horn. He did this several times before he realized it was coming from the bird. :confused: Linda
 
I was arranging an art exhibit/sale with a new client. His wife called to discuss the arrangements and during the conversation I would hear "Give me a kiss". I was totally confused--was she saying this? was someone talking to her? It was just plain weird. It wasn't until we met that I found out they have birds--2 parrots and 2 macaws. It was her bird Alfie talking to her while she was on the phone with me.
 
One time while getting ready to go shopping; I was in my room and kept hearing the phone ringing. I would start to go downstairs to answer it and it would stop when I would get about halfway down the stairs. This happened three more times so I went downstairs and checked the caller ID and there were no missed calls. It was Winston, our African Grey. We also have a Scarlet Macaw the laughs hysterically when he meets anyone and says "You so funny".
 
Or maybe they prefer stir-fried mouse to raw?:eek:

LOL, that's exactly what I was thinking.

Love the stories, keep em' coming.

My cats also run around the house meowing loudly with play mice in their mouths. One of my cats is learning how to fetch the mouse and bring it back to me when I throw it. The funniest thing they do consistently is drop their little red fish toy into the water bowl. Oh yeah, and I always find those play mice in my shoes and purse.

Then there is "stretchy" time. At the end of any workout, they recognize that it is time to stretch, and without fail one or both will come down looking for attention exactly when the music switches to the stretching music, it's tricky stretching and petting them at the same time :p.
 
I'm laughing out loud at these bird stories! OMG they must be a hoot!
My cat likes to meow-cry around the house at night, and I almost always wake up to socks strewn all over the house. she goes into the laundry room and picks the socks out of the basket and tosses them all over the place.
I've gone thru more pair of socks since we have her since 1/2 the time I can't find the pair to the socks!
 
I have an african gray that has named himself Winnie the Poop. His name was Winston but the first time he watched Winnie the pooh with the grandkids he started saying Winnie the poop. His first sentence was Take a poopie. (I was potty training him at the time) When my granddaughter (Racheal) comes over he likes to say Racheal Take a poopie. When I pick up the phone to call someone he will make the beep noises that the phone makes then say hello, and start a conversation of his own. He'll even start laughing like someone told him something funny.


Thats so funny! And I didn't know you could potty train a bird!
 
My cat, Madrid a Maine Coone, will lock his brother in the closet. My old cat, Adrian, knew how to open shut doors with his paws. Adrian always wanted me to sit out on the front porch with him. Seville and Madrid, sensing death and realizing they were going to live, would bring me "love gifts" of both alive and dead mice and put them in my shoes and in my purse They were only kittens back then.
 

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