Pet Shenanigans

[Dannyalcatraz]

On other pets and their shenanigans...

We have had a series of Border Collies since 1986, as many as 3 at one point, but usually 2. Supposedly, “collie” comes from an old English, Gaelic or Welsh word for “helpful” or “useful “. Makes sense, seeing as how they’re used as working dogs. For the most part, OURS have been...house princesses.

But our current younger one is trying to live up to the name. She’s 6 years old, but from 6 months on, she has always wanted to be of assistance, even when an assistant wasn’t needed.

She earned the nickname “Helper” while I was putting a new toilet seat on our guest bathroom. Just as I got the screwdriver and pliers properly aligned, her little fuzzy self stepped over my prone body to inspect what my hands were doing, occasionally looking back a me. “What are we doing?” was clearly the question on her mind.

Since then, “Helper” has stood on my back while I was working in my Mom’s closet, updated the system software on Mom’s iPad, done some data entry in the family business’ accounting program, and answered a robocall on speakerphone. (The robot did NOT understand Doglish.)

Yesterday, while Mom was on the home phone, her cellphone started ringing. I started rummaging in her purse for the phone, and just as I spotted it, “Helper” decided to augment my digging efforts. Three times, she whacked the phone out of my hand, foiling retrieval. We missed the call.

 

[Umbran]

His is Harrison Bergeron, "helping" with some laundry.

 

[Dannyalcatraz]

One of our previous BCs would “help” with making the bed in the master bedroom. She’d sit patiently until the bed was made...then as soon as you stepped away, she’d jump up and roll around on it. Then, she’d orient herself to face the TV & chill.

Occasionally, she wouldn’t wait for the process to complete, and would jump up just as we’re putting the top sheet on.

 

[Dannyalcatraz]

I had brother & sister Maine Coon cats as a kid, both of whom were quirky.

The bro was a wee timorous beastie...despite being 18lbs and a hard long. And a terrible hunter. He could retrieve Tender Vittles from locked cabinets like a jewel thief going after the Crown Jewels. But once a month, he’d bat at the fish in the aquarium like a bongo solo, and give up. I watched him track a cricket coming his way that came within inches of his paws...and he did a side-flop swat at it after it had passed him and scooted 10’ away. Then he looked st me as if to say, “I tried! I really, really tried!”

His sister was an active hunter who found & killed all kinds of things in the house, but her heart was set on music stardom. She used to sit on my lap (or in front of me) when I practiced the cello, and swat at the strings. Occasionally, she’d nip at them, too, resulting in a psychedelic, sitar-like sound.

She also surprised the whole family laaaaate one night by traipsing up & down the piano keyboard. With all HUMAN heads accounted for my Dad (followed distantly by a young me) went to find out who the hell was in our living room. As soon as we rounded the corner, she proudly added her vocals to the performance. She wason key, in all fairness. But after that, Mom always tried to make sure she put the keyboard cover down.

 

[Hand of Evil]

My cat, Goblin, found a snake in the yard and not five minutes later my other cats (which were no where to be seem) had that poor snake surrounded. They were just watching it, looking at like with looks that said; "entertain us". Got the snake out of there.

 

[Umbran]

When I was a little kid, we had a small scrapper of a tomcat, who was a complete bad@ss. For example:

One day, my mother had gotten a capon (a large, older chicken) for making soup. She had put the requisite things in a pot on the stove, and set them to boil. Once is was simmering, she left the kitchen to deal with some laundry for a moment. She came back, and the cat was dragging the entire bird, which was larger than he was, across the living room floor. The pot was still on the stove, still simmering away. The cat was completely unharmed. Nobody could figure out how he managed the feat.

My mother decided that, having pulled that bit of magic, the cat had earned his feast. We had pizza that night instead.

 

[Dannyalcatraz]

You clearly grew up in the boonies!

We have a farm in our family, but our side doesn’t reside on it. When we’d visit, as a kid, one of my jobs was getting eggs from the chicken house. The rooster did NOT like me, so I tried to do that as quickly as possible.

 

[Hand of Evil]

one of my favorite GIF...

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[Dannyalcatraz]

I don’t know how it is for anyone else, but I don’t see any movement in the gif.

 

[Hand of Evil]

I don’t know how it is for anyone else, but I don’t see any movement in the gif.

got converted to jpg do to size