Hello,

I thought I would start this thread, about our pets.

I have read in the forums a lot of us has a pet or pets of some kind.

Be it a dog, cat, bird, rabbit, guinie pig, tortoise, snake, lizard etc: they bring joy to our lives, they are there for us giving us unconditional love.

I thought a it would be nice if we could share our pets antics, or if you've seen other animals, doing things that have made you laugh.

They can be funny, loving, outrageous, anything that your pet does or does not do that puts a smile on your face and might put a smile on someone's face that is struggling.

Please keep the stories light hearted and happy,

We all love our pets, let's let others enjoy them as well..

I will go first to get it up and running.

I have two little dogs, Maltese x Yorkshire x Aussie Terriers, I have Mum (4 years old) and Daughter (2years old).

My dogs have the run of the house, my back screen door after many attempts and lots of failures I put a doggie dog into it. I love theses two they are my fur family.

My story is about another dog I had many years ago, I called him boof he was a Belgium Shepard, I was sitting at my kitchen table one day just looking out my back door (creedance). Boof was just relaxing in the shade with my young son. It was a hot day and I thought I might take my young son into the pool. I was about to go outside when all of a sudden a cat ran across our yard, well Boof just took off after the cat yep my young son took off after Boof, then Boof it looked like his brakes stopped working, he was chasing the cat then I saw him slide (son still chasing him). he couldnt stop, he slid into the swimming pool with such force he bent the tin frame nearly flat to the inside of the pool, well a waterfall began, Boof was on the other side of the pool he crashed straight through it, my son ended up slipping on the water skidded to the other end of the pool, crashing and landing on Boofy scream of laughter was coming from my son, absolutely soaked to the skin covered in mud, Boof was trying to get up, slipping all over the place from the mud as well I think he was seeing stars from his hard hit, he couldn't get up. I couldn't stop laughing at the pair of them. They looked so funny covered in mud, the pool was later repaired. Son and dog was hosed off so it all ended well

Do you have a pet story to tell?

Kind thoughts

Grandy.

Haha, That was really funny Grandy, I could just imagine it. Thanks for sharing that, I love how pets can be such dorks, and I'll bet Boofy was smiling and so pleased with being covered in mud and wrecking the pool :) You just can't get mad, can you? Its all part of their charm.

Hello Bindi,

Yes it was so funny, that happened over 20 years ago, It's a memory I'll never forget.. Those two,, son and Boof were always together, if one got into a pickle, they both would..

Thank you for dropping in,

Kind thoughts,

Grandy

Hi Ggrand

Loved your dog and son tale!! Thank you for sharing and starting the thread.

Pets can do the funniest things. I have two fur kids (felines). One is about 7 and the other going on for 3. Well the 3 year old is the funniest. She came from a house with 23 other cats and has learnt some interesting behaviour. Like when getting food ready, especially 'meat'. She's up on the bench, meowing and demanding. If you turn your back for a second (literally a second), she's off with a chicken leg, chicken thigh, pork chop. You name it. She looks like a leopard dragging her kill beside her. It is so funny (and of course so naughty). Our laughter I'm sure only encourages her. I've tried everything to change the behaviour - punishment (e.g. water spray bottle) has little or no affect (she just sits and stares at it). We have had much more success with rewards (e.g. gets a little of what we're cutting up when we're finished preparing the food). It's just sometimes she forgets herself. We love her and the other one to bits. I have some funny tales about the other one, but will leave that for another time.

Thank you Bindi,

i wrote a reply earlier today it hasn't come through as yet,

The memories of that day will stay planted in my mind, it was so funny. Our pets are special and I agree they are dorky, but at the same time so special, No never can I get angry with them..Boof unfortunately is no longer with me, but the love he gave myself and my sons will live in our hearts forever.

karen

Hello Pamela,

I laughted at the thought of your Kitty dragging the pork chop, chicken thigh/ leg away from her victory. I heard about the spray bottle to stopping cats from being naughty, by what your saying she just stared at it, sounds like she was challenging you, so cute, I can see the winner there, not you. Pets rule us for sure, love it.

The rewards seems to work with pets, Don't they learn quickly, it only takes one time to give them an reward then it's automatically a routine for them, they know what to do to get their reward.

Love your story, thank you very much for sharing it, it certainly put a smile on my face..

I love all animals, They are innocent and always out to prove their love for us..

Kindness only,

Grandy.

Thank you Grandy for your response. Yes I love all animals too. I really can't stand to see a movie that involves any form of cruelty to an animal. My feelings get so intense. Thank goodness they now make happier movies with animals.

It is really a spectacle to see my kitty with her prize.

Regards

PR

Hi Grandy,

I had a chook who used to think shd lived on the back porch.

She decided that that was her home.

Problem was, my dog was a bit frightened of my chook, couldn't get out the back door if she was there.

When he finally got out to the back yard to do whatevs, and wanted to come back inside, he would stand at the bottom of the steps and woof because the chook was standing at the top of the steps and he " couldn't " get past her 😂

Great thread Grandy!

🌻birdy

Hello Birdy,

Isnt strange how dogs will bark and carry on with strange people yet they are so gentle with other animals,

I bet the chicken was proud of itself, What kind of dog have you got Birdy, It would have been hard for you you to referee every time your dog needed outside, I have been told chickens are very territorial, not sure if it's true, but your chicken was.

Thank you for sharing Birdy, hopefully your story put a smile on someone's face.

Grandy.

Hi Grandy again, and hi Pam and Birdy! I'm so glad you found this thread too. I loved hearing about your pets. I think their personalities are what I love best about them too.

Pam, I laughed at `leopard' kitten, I can imagine how funny that would be to watch. And Birdy, weird, I had a chook decide my back deck was its home once too. It was the neighbour's chook, but she decided our place was better and I was a better cuddler (she liked pats). I've had neighbour cats move in too, for the same kind of reasons:)

I've lived with many types of pets. Most of my pets these days are wildlife with minor disabilities or hand raised, rehomed birds, and a few lost pets I could never find an owner for.

I suppose one of the funniest of them is my little hand raised crested pigeon. She was given to me by a neighbour as a chick, really banged up and very sick. Anyway she made it , and grew up into a member of the household. She decided my partner was her mate, and I was her main cuddler. She would prefer pats all day if she got her way.

So, trying to cut to the funny part (sorry!) I was able to find her a mate. This is tricky with hand raised wild birds, they can think they are human . But she accepted him, and they became mates. They even built a nest in my cat scratch tree out zip ties and my poor moxem fern, which they destroyed and pulled apart for nest lining. They are always stealing unexpected things for their nest, the wierdest was a plastic shot glass they decided was good for nesting material. They also like wires and cables, so you've got to keep an eye on the modem.

So in spite of having a great mate, my girl crested pigeon still has a strange relationship with being raised as a human. The funny part is she deals with by picking times of the day she is human, and times of the day she is a pigeon.

In the morning, she is human, and only wants pats and to be around us and get pats. The rest of the day, she is a pigeon, she shows us by `unnecessarily vicious pecks' to our hands if we try to give her affection. I say that affectionately, she couldn't hurt a fly.

Anyway that's my funny story, sorry that got a bit long. Thanks for reading:)

Hello bindi,

What a great story, your little bird sounds so precious, and unique, both human and bird, I think any animal that's been hand raised has a different personality then if they were raised by their parents.

Wow, a plastic shot glass, I wonder if the little bird liked the smell of it, zip ties, wire etc: I would think would be a bit harsh for them to use, ouch.

I hope the cat didn't mind giving up his scratch pole for your little bird.

It sounds like your bird really loves the pats, birds are so soft to touch, and I bet the pecking in the afternoon are her little kisses, ( well let's just say that), because she clearly loves you.

Thank you for sharing.

Grandy.

Thank you so much Grandy, I really appreciate how much you understand the love we have for our non-human companions. I am so grateful to have them in my life. And you're right, they put a smile on my face many times a day, I don't think I'd be smiling or laughing as much as I do without them.

I was sorry to read that you eventually lost Boofy, what a special dog he was. I am sure he was lucky to live his life with you, its just so awful when they are gone. Anyway, hugs, I'm sorry you lost him.

ps. I actually bought the cat scratch tree thingy for my girl pigeon (Her name is Ski). Kitties and birds don't live well together unfortunately.

Amazingly, my girl crested pigeon Purrs loudly when you pat her! Its just like patting a cat, I had no idea until I met her. After a while, she goes into a kind of `bliss', and makes a soft `woop-woop-woop' sound. Its so satisfying giving her pats, and having that kind of feedback to know I am making her happy.

Hi Bindi and everyone,

ive had so many pets, magpie, lizards, turtle, frogs, dogs,cat,rat,birds,cockatoo.goat.. Looking after and caring for pets is a privilege and honour as there lives are in your hands. I have quite a few funny stories and stories that show there love for us..I will get some more out in here in time.

pets definitely have a lot of love to give us.

Grandy.

Hi all,

Yes animals and pets give us loads of love. It's wonderful.

Bindi I loved your story about your crested pidgeon. How good is that to get to 'pat it' and it reciprocates with wooping noises. So lovely to hear. Animals bring so much joy and happiness to human's lives.

PR

Hi Pam and Grandy (and everyone else!),

My week started very hectic, sorry for dropping the ball. I'm loving hearing about your relationships with animals and other critters. I hope to hear more about them, when you feel you have the time? It makes me feel less alone when you write about your pets; animals are such a big part of my life too.

Grandy, Thanks for letting us know about your many exotic exotic companions. I have a lot of appreciation for their special environment and feeding needs, and some of the expenses involved; you are a good person in my books, to have gone the extra mile for them . I'd love to hear more about them if you want to?! Oh, and I always like to hear about people appreciating rats. We grow up thinking of them as pests, and they certainly are naughty. But I love them too. I've raised pups and brought through the odd adult from poisoning. They are really beautiful animals, so friendly, social and compatible with our human environments. I've asked mine to pay half the rent, but they still haven't. And the eviction notice I sent didn't work either. Oh well :)

Hello Bindi,

This is about my friend Maggie, magpie.

I was about 10 years old.. My eldest brother brought home a baby magpie, his leg was twisted and his wing broken, and tail feather were scarce.

Having homing pigeons at the time we had plenty of cages, so we put Maggie into a rather large cage, with a "tree" in the middle, I fed and watered and talked to Maggie for days One morning when I went to feed Maggie, she was on the ground with her wings half spread, mouth open and making a sound I thought was sad like crying.

I ran for my dad who then came out and had a look at Maggie he had also his drink with him, I told my dad to give Maggie some bird medice at the vets. My dad gave Maggie a little bit of whisky from the tip of his finger, a few seconds later Maggie was up and walking singing etc. few days later maggie was happily singing/talking, and flying in her cage. My dad came down to check her food as soon maggie saw my dad she flew to the ground, spread her wings and started crying again, she was good a few seconds ago, I told my dad,, dad gave her a drop of whisky again, then she was up and flying singing etc. She was happy again for days until dad game back out side. Lol every time dad walked near the cage be it days or weeks later Maggie would play act sick so she could get that tiny bit of whisky. I'm talking like a pinhead size drop.

We eventually released Maggie when she grew stronger, and she flew away happily, the thing was Maggie hung around our house because every time dad went outside a magpie would fly down then we laying down, wings spread and crying with her mouth open, this actually went on for a good 6 months, eventuality she flew away but on rare occasions we would see her, she was easy to pick out with her twisted leg and her play acting.

Animals really are amazing.🦋

Karen

Karen

This is a lovely thread. I have had a huge number of pets in my lifetime. Cats and dogs when I was little. I used to sit on the floor and tell the dog all my troubles and he would give me an understanding lick from time to time.

A friend needed a home for her cat so he came to live with us. A large neutered tomcat, but as gentle as anything with my little ones. My son used to lie on the floor in front of the wood stove and read. Fluffy, not my name, liked to lie on my son's back as he was out of any draughts and could keep warm in front of the fire. All was well until my son wanted to get up. Fluffy would hold on for dear life and point out to my son the error of his ways. Fluffy would eventually get of son's back and walk off in a dignified and hurt manner. Who says animals cannot act.

Fluffy also like to lie on the window ledge to keep warm in the sun. He would turn over completely forgetting his ledge was not wide and fall off. The look on his face was hilarious. He would stalk off with great dignity as if daring us to laugh at him. It happened so often. I wonder why he never learned or remembered.

We had cows, chickens, turkeys, duck, sheep, guinea pigs, cats and dogs plus the occasional snake which was not welcome. Our pets all had long lives so I suppose they were happy. Have lots of stories so can share them occasionally.

Mary

Yes Mary, it is a lovely post. I've enjoyed the stories by Bindi, Birdy, Ggrand and many others.

This story is about a one eyed cockatoo (Lucky) that I had as a pet. I don't like to see birds caged, however, Lucky would not have survived in the wild and he had a very destructive behaviour so allowing him to walk around uncaged and clipped wings would have been disastrous. He had an amazing personality. Loved to imitate noises. One of his favourites was a car starting. And the other major one was my laughter. When he'd do something that was naughty, like try to peck your fingers, and you scolded him, he'd start laughing (my laughter) which of course set me off too. Such a treasure.

When I went overseas he went to a new home and heard that he used to dig out from underneath the cage and get into the barbeque and get covered in soot. Apparently it was hilarious.

Would love to hear more of your stories about your pets!!

Hi GRANDy aDn EVeryone.

not sure if it's a funny one or Not given we use to feel likestrangling the dog sometimes.

But we rented a house next to a caravan park for 3yrs, they had all cabins and stuff too.

But good old rocko had this thing , he loved going in there and crapping in the doorways to all the cabins, God knows why but it had to be smack in the middle of the doorways. They had about 30 cabins and he did everyone over about a week , and then he'd start again at the first one and go round again.

The lady came over week after week ,very pissed . l had no idea how to stop him , he'd always sneak off and you'd miss an opportunity to catch him red handed and tell him off.

Every time we patched the fence or blocked something he'd find another way to go and leave his calling cards , it was like his mission in life.

Needless to say l don't think they were upset when we moved away.

One more dog one.

Mybrotehr and l were sitting out in the yard having a couple of vodka's.

lhad the black dog , years before rocko, It was just hanging about while we were talking as dog's do. tHEN someone came in the gate we put our drinks down to go talk to him. Came back in 10 and the dog had drank both classes . Two glasses of vodka is a helluva lot of vodka for a medium size dog that can't hold his liquor.

We looked at each other , then the dog , not looking his normal self, ohhh , this may not be good. Within about 20mins the dog couldn't walk so we put him to bed and hoped for the best.

Next morning he was still out cold so we took him to the vet. She said what's the problem- ahhh , welllllll.

Not an impressed vet . They kept him for a week and after about 5 days he came too. Every night when we went to see him the whole surgery stunk of vodka, apparently it comes out through the skin paws so they can't pimp the stomach , not even with a dog. So we had an even more unhappier vet and a whole lot of giggling vet nurses ad it was kinda embarrassing going to see the dog every night.

6 days and he could walk and so after a not very nice lecture from the vet , we all got outa there.

No more vodka for the dog.

Thank you for sharing your story randomx.

Oh my, such an unfortunate thing to have happened to your pooch. Poor doggie and I bet he didn't want to touch vodka again either. Bit expensive I would imagine too.

Hello Mary,

Mary your cat sounds so lovable and affectionate, and the comfort he would find from the warmth of your sons back, I think he knew where the best spot in the house was.

I laughed when you mentioned how fluffy would sun himself on the window ledge then fall of, I could image the look on his face, it would have been priceless. A lot of cats and dogs just love the warmth of the sun through the glass. What a lovely story about fluffy.

Mary you certainly have had a lot of beautiful animals in your care over a period of time, The snake oh how close was I to be bitten, my dog was only a puppy 8 weeks old when she alerted me to how close the snake got to us.

Thank you Mary so much for sharing, I hope your story put a smile on someone's face.

Kind thoughts,

Karen.

Hello Pamela,

I can see that your one eyed cockatoo had a mischievous personality, I think if a bird laughed at me while I was scolding it, laughed like me, I would forget everything and as you did start laughing with the bird, Then we now have two laughing Pamela's what a treasure your one eyed cockatoo was.

Thank you for sharing.

Kind thoughts

Karen.

Hello Randomx,

Oh Randomx, what can I say, I want to laugh and cry at the same time.

Im so pleased that your fur buddy was okay, wow 6 days, I wonder if that's a record, poor dog.. He was probably only going to taste it but decided it was to good so drank the lot, 2 glasses he must have liked it. Would have been hard to tell the vet what happened though.

Those 2 glasses of vodka were very expensive.

Thank Randomx for sharing.

Kind thoughts

Karen.

If your reading, jump on board let us know about your special friend,

Welcome Mary and random X, I really enjoyed your stories and related very well. It was so great reading happy, affectionate stories first thing in the morning too, thanks so much for sharing them.

Mary, I loved you how you described the dignity of Cats, and fluffy in particular:) Some of my happiest memories have been living with cats of all types, and OMG Kittens. I believe its almost impossible to be depressed if you live with a kitten.

Randomx, I can imagine how bad you felt about your dog, I'm so glad he pulled through, what a champion. Hey if you're interested, you can keep activated charcoal around for emergencies, when pets get into the wrong things and poison themselves. It comes as black, chalky pills from the chemist. If you give it to them within an hour or so of the poisoning, it'll treat overdose of alcohol and other kinds of poisoning.

Karen, I really loved that you kept a disabled Magpie, they are so smart and playful aren't they? I had one as a kid too, and always befriend my local Maggies. Ours just had babies , its such a treat when the babies come around.

Pam, Cockies are very close to my heart too. We had a couple as kids, they were like family. Where I live now is sort of on a bushy mountain ridge, next to national park. Its a real treat having big healthy Mountain cockies come around, and occassional Black ones too. Everyone around here loves the wild cockies, they are very entitled and like to be hand fed. Someone's tamed up the odd King parrot and Gallah as well, sometimes they will turn up, fly right up to you and wait for some food. Its been great for my bird photography:)

Please join in anybody else? Its really great reading about your lives with pets, Thanks so much:)

I feel in the mood for story telling so here is another Fluffy story or two.

If he wanted a cuddle or just a warm person to sit on he would simply jump into your lap. However this difficult if you were reading a book or newspaper. Then he would crawl up along your lap and poke his head out between the book and you. The rest of the body would follow and he would push the book and sit on it. No more reading, the king was in residence.

One of his favourite tricks was in the evening when we were having our dinner. Usually he had been fed but not to his satisfaction it seemed. He would first be seen standing on his hind legs resting his front paws on the edge of the table and gaze around. Then he would disappear and the next action would be a paw, only a paw, sliding onto the table and then on someone's plate swiftly hooking away the desired piece of food and disappear. We got wise very quickly and the first sight of his paws and head would result in him being ejected from the house until dinner was over.

The largest theft he attempted was the whole hind leg of the cow lying on the table and being cut up into meals before being frozen. My husband had started to cut the leg up when he realised it was sliding away. There was Fluffy, paw hooked into the leg, attempting to steal it. I shudder to think what would have happened if the leg had slipped off the table and landed on Fluffy. A lovely cat who enjoyed sleeping on the end of my bed but only when my husband was at work.

Reminiscing is an enjoyable pasttime especially when we remember our pets. Sadly I have no pets now.

Mary

I really relate to that story about Fluffy stealing dinner, Mary, so funny :) Do you think there is way for you to have pets again? I know it can be hard, life situations can seem challenging for pet owners can't they? But you can't put a price on how valuable they are, in our lives. I still rent, and I still manage to find the right places for special needs animals. Anything is possible, there are good landlords. But I understand the frustration when you can't have pets :(

The last time I had a `dinner stealer' it was a brushtail possum who used to walk into our house. My partner and I both grew up in rainforest areas, on rural land, and then moved to the city to study at uni. So for us, it was strange and also familiar having a native possum walk into our inner city house and inspect the dinner we just served , and help himself:) He was a little hurt, and looked like he had some scraps in his time, so we didn't mind. I think that guy made us both realize how much we missed nature, and needed to adjust our living to be closer to it again. He liked vegetarian ravioli best, and we found ourselves cooking it a lot , just to see how happy he was eating with us:)

Awww Bindi, how lovely. Brushtail possums - aren't they the best. When we were living in the tropics we always had possums in the roof of our house. The last place we lived there were about 3. That made for really interesting times. They'd squabble at 3/4 in the morning as they came home from their evening jaunt.

One night I woke and I came face to face with a possum climbing the tree outside our window. We looked at one another. She/he kept on going, I went back to sleep.

Another night we were really concerned when the squabble was more fierce than usual and we heard a 'kathump' on the inside of the queenslander wall. I made my partner get up into the roof to inspect the wall cavities to make sure it was okay. All good!

I miss the darlings. We do get them occasionally where we're living at the moment. See them running along our back fence. And I'm sure they eat our veggies:)

Hi Pam,

I think they are darlings too, and I miss them a lot. We don't see many out here either. Maybe they just have more space and natural food, I hope that is why.

I know what you mean about the thumpety-thumpt sounds, they can be very noisy. We started to hand feed Brushtails at our last place (it was a different place to where we met Dinner-Stealer possum). Then they'd bring their babies around, riding on their back; OMG, the cuteness! You could feed the Mum a piece of apple, and she'd let you give a small piece to the baby on her back.

Ringtail possums were much more scarce, but we'd sometimes see a Mum with a pile of babies clinging to her back. Such beauties too.

I love that even if you don't have pets, or can't have them, it still possible to have regular animal companionship in the form of native wildlife. My partner and i have had some really long relationships with some of them.

Hello, Mary, Bindi, Pamela,

Thank you all for you lovely pet stories, when I'm down they lift me up a little.

I think animals are so funny when they know the are doing something wrong but attempt to do so anyway, Fluffy sounds like such a lovely fur buddy, Stealing food is something they learn even as a teeny tiny puppy. The thought of fluffy with the big side of beef, made me laugh.

Mary....my two dogs sleep with me and always, Ebony the daughter she sleeps on top of my pillow behind my head, her mummy Kya, she sleeps on the side of me, she has to be touching me at all times, quite a few mornings I have woken up nearly off the bed. Both my dogs are little humans in a dog costume, they never leave my side.

Pamel, Bindi....I have only seen a possum a few times,the one I saw used to love climbing our walnut tree and spend days up their, when possum decided it was time to sleep we would hear that dinstinct thud as possum got of the tree onto the roof of our shed then it would dissapear until ready for another feed.

I had a elderly Minister, (female). Living across the road a while back, she had a labradoodle, both loved cheese. Minister used to make cheese tomato and ham sandwiches, her favourite, she called me over one day to watch her dog, minister put her sandwich on the arm of her lounge, anyway, her dog would get onto the lounge and steal the whole sandwich sit on the lounge and eat that slice of cheese and leave everything else including the ham. Ministers fur buddy, wouldn't eat any of his food unless she sprinkled cheese on top then mix it in.

There has never been a time in my life that I never had a fur buddy or a feathered buddy, my life has always had animals in it and I really do love having them around.

kindness only,

Karen