Mickie Poodle has just spotted a kangaroo on the TV and started growling at it.....it disappeared off the screen to the side, so he has just run outside to check if it is in the garden! I can hardly stop laughing at this little dog... he spends his time carefully watching what we are doing and investigating new things. This afternoon he managed to get a white ear after he inspected how painting was done.... hilarious!
What did your pet do that made you laugh?
It makes me laugh but Brian does not like the woman who does the mid day news on BBC1....Kate Silverton....he growls and barks and yips and turns around and around on the couch...I have to use the magic controller and make her "go away"....
I have not got any pets but between you two (Sue & Kirsty)you make up for it 'big time'.
I now have virtual visual'in my imagination' pets...thanks for making my days so much brighter and helping me have some good belly laughs.
Much love xxxx
Maybe less on the silly side, but good memories nonetheless...
When one of our old dogs (RIP) used to get cold in the winter, he'd lay in front of the kitchen oven, hoping that we'd cook/bake something so that he could warm up.
My sister and I always would let our respective dogs sleep on our beds. Being over 70lbs, their dead weight would often mean we'd get a sliver of the bed and have our covers stolen. All we had to do was look up, act surprised and say "who's there?"... they would jump up, go out the gate, circle the house like a good guard dog and come back to report the coast was clear. In the mean time, we could rearrange the bed and get comfortable again.
Our old wolf used to sing with the radio and with any of the sirens from police/fire trucks.
My last dog grew up with a ritual of watching a fish aquarium be cleaned. We used to put a few inches of water in the bath and temporarily put the fish in there as the tank was cleaned. JD used to rest his head on the edge of the bathtub and watch the fish for hours. After we realized the fish were safe, we'd let him get in the bath with the fish and he'd sit still as the sphinx, watching them swim circles around him. For the rest of his life, any aquarium or even computer screen saver with fish could nearly hypnotize him. His favorite was going to the lake and playing with the minnows.
We had a ferret that provided years of playful entertainment. Perhaps one of the most entertaining was a pingpong ball. It was too big for her to bite, and too slippery for her to grab very well, and she would spend quite some time absolutely determined she was going to hide it somewhere. It would always slip out of her grasp and she would have to go chase it down again. She was terrible about finding some little treasure somewhere (bathroom cabinet, hall closet, or various other places) and hiding it behind the sofa. There were countless things my mother and I would have to retrieve from behind there if we couldn't find them anywhere else. She was also really good at curling up and falling asleep in various places, including the dirty laundry basket.
Dave, we had the same problem with our previous poodles. Mickie3 would curl up against my tummy, Molly1 behind my knees and Sparks lay back to back with me. I couldn't move all night in case I disturbed them.... however, the present dogs (bichon and toy poodle) are not allowed in the bed so at least we get a good night's sleep occasionally. I love the idea of a dog being mesmerised by the fish. Sparks used to watch our fish tank as well as the TV.
I can just see a ferret with a ping pong ball. Hilarious! Mickie2 had the same trouble with an ostrich egg. We couldn't work out whether he hated it or loved it as he couldn't get a hold of it and used to chase it for hours around the living room carpet. He was the deaf dog, so we had to communicate by hand signals with him. He was such a clever little thing. After playing with the egg, he used to have dreams where he'd be barking his head off and growling in his sleep. Very funny to watch.
Daughter's puppy loves to examine anything new. He saw a packet of cigarettes on the table, took the packet, managed to open and it and extract two cigarettes before daughter noticed what was going on. She shouted at him and told him he was naughtey, so he curled into the foetal position and covered his eyes with his paws. She coldn't help laughing. Now adopts that position any time he does anything wrong- and he knows when he is naughty.