Strange Pet Behaviors

[Rich Riddle]

I have a small dog, well three small dogs, but one strange one. Ever since he has been a puppy he likes to wedge himself behind my neck and back and the couch cushion. I would think it would get very hot back there; it certainly is on my neck/back. Take a nap in a chair or on the couch and wake up to find him wedged there. Read a book or computer, he slithers in for the spot. So what strange behaviors do your pets perform?

[Bert Kemp]

My cat has a strange eating habit. He'll only eat his food if I put some on the floor first. If I don't put a handful of dry food on the floor by his bowl he'll just walk around my feet meowing at me till I do. and if I play stubborn and not do it he won't eat. Pretty strange I think.

[Mel Fulks]

Bert, my guess is he wants to make sure it's not too squishy, you know...has enough air in it before it goes in the "super
bowl.

[Jim Koepke]

One of our cats doesn't like people. We have seldom pet this cat. She hisses when we do. Our other cat will drink water by dipping his paw into the water and then licking it off. He also will pick up dry food in his paw and eat it. He often gets a lot of it on the floor and then will eat some of it from the floor.

The outside cat will eat her food, but often when you look in the bowl all but one color of the dry food is gone.

jtk

[Jon Shank]

We have a pit/lab mix, big sweetheart, great dog. He likes to walk up to me when I'm standing anywhere, in the house, out in the yard, at the lathe,whatever and tuck his head between my legs and lift it up until it stops. We call it his ball hat. He doesn't do it hard or fast or anything, if anything it's slow and gentle. He's not trying to rack me in the family jewels, he just likes to put his head up there. And he'll sit or stand there perfectly content for as long as I stand still. The police stopped by a while back, about something with the moron neighbors to the right. NO we didn't hear anything particular, little yelling, didn't make anything out, they didn't come over and knock to have us back up one or the other of them this time. And the cop, middle aged black guy, very personable, just keeps looking down at this big square pit head sticking out between my legs. Never a word said about it, he's got dogs too. A pit and a rot incidentally, we agreed they both get a bad rap for nothing.
We have a cat named Guinness, yes after the beer. She likes beer. Not her namesake mind you, she only likes nice hoppy IPAs. Fortunately in the homebrewing community I'm whats referred to as a hophead, I do love my way overhopped beers. She'll come over and stick her head in my glass and just go to town. Funnier though is if I'm drinking out of a bottle. Obviously she can't get into the bottle so she licks around the mouth and neck of the bottle to get whatevers left over there, and then glares at me until I take another sip so she can try to get a little more. If I don't notice, she tries to grab my hand with her paws and pull it towards the bottle.
We have another cat named Murphy, also named after a beer, Murphy's Irish stout. The list with this peice of work goes on forever so I'll just hit a couple highlights. She plays fetch. Yup, no kidding. She'll come into the room with a little foam tennis ball in her mouth trying to meow around it, then bring it up and drop it in your lap. Mreow? Ok, Murph yeah. And you toss it and off she goes, finds it grabs it and brings it back. Mreow? Yeah, yeah, and off she goes again. Next best, might actually be funnier. She will walk into the kitchen and stare at you meowing loudly, then flop over on her side. And she'll keep meowing at you until you put your hand under her armpits and spin her backwards, head leading on the linoleum. The faster the better, just limp and weeeeeeeeeeee! When you get bored of spinning her you just pull your hand away and let her spin to a stop on her own. Then she lays there for a few, and looks around like she's stoned. Then she gets up and wobbles around the house for a while looking like she's about to fall over, every so often with an appreciative meroew? The first 2 examples were rescues, just mutts we took in. Her? She's from a breeder, expensive cat. If she was human she'd have to wear a helmet. To be fair, really good pet, big mouthy sweetheart as well.
And lastly my dearly departed favorite dog, Bon Ton. The list is longer than Murphy's but I'll just give you one. The 2 of us were home alone one day and just chilling. I had to go do something, don't remember what but I had to get dressed and go out of the house. Bon wasn't having it, so she was following me around the house. I walk into the bedroom and decide I don't feel like having the dog watching me while I change. Yeah, I know who cares, I don't but for whatever reason I closed the door behind me. Bon walks up and bumps the door with her head, pretty hard. No dumbass, it's not gonna open, I'll be out in a minute. And I don't hear anything for a few seconds. Turns out she backed up, got a running start and blasted head first into the door. It didn't open. I just heard a sound like a horse charging, budumpbudumpbudmp, BAM! Open the door, she's just kind of flopped on the floor looking up, big dumb lab grin on her face, little crosseyed. Hey it opened! I miss that dog.

Jon

[Mike Chance in Iowa]

I wouldn't call this behavior strange, but downright hilarious. One of my dogs was very bonded with humans and was always next to me or certain other humans she liked. If I or anyone happened to pass gas, even a silent one, she would look at you, make direct eye contact, get up and start walking out of the room, turn back at the doorway and give you another glare and continue out the room and then sigh a big "huff" as if to say "You are NOT blaming me for that!"

A neighbor had a cat that would only eat his food by reaching into the bowl and grabbing a fist full and then eating the food out of his fist.

[Ken Platt]

One of my dogs has to turn around and around before he can pee. During the day he has the run of the yard so he's on his own to take care of business, but at night before bed I take him out on a leash, and it drives me NUTS to stand there while he goes around 30 or 40 times, occasionally stopping as though he's gonna go, then deciding against it and continuing the revolutions. It's especially fun when it's windy and like 0 degrees out.

Ken

[Jon Shank]

I forgot a good one for Guinness the cat, I was talking about her above. We used to have a standard poodle, Remington. Actually Remington's Jackpot, another breeder bought animal, if you wanna guess who's dog that was go ahead. Naw wth, I always adopted mutts, my wife has these dream animals that's she's always wanted one of those (so far white standard poodle, and a tonkaneese cat. Now since we lost poor Remi she has taken some time to get over it and wants another standard poodle, this time a red one, go ahead google that and see what they go for from good breeders. I did, and damn!) To be fair, I still think the poodles are kinda silly looking but he was a fantastic dog, damn near the size of a great dane, 35" at the shoulder, about 90 pounds just with a fuzzy little white afro. He didn't get any of the stupid poodle cuts with the poofs and BS but even so a little goofy looking. Again though, great dog, personality like a much smarter lab, big lover, happy go lucky, great dog. Well back to the origional story, Remi was a big lover with the cats too, just loved them to death. And Guinness is the queen of the house, so when she gave him attention he was in his glory! Except! When he was eating she would sometimes come down off the cat feeder, higher than the dog feeders so one of the boys couldn't get into the cat food(Duncan, I haven't gone into him yet.) But she would hop down from the cat feeder onto Remi's feeder and push him right out of his bowl. And just stand there keeping him away. She didn't eat his food or anything, occasionally sniff it, but not eat any. She just wanted to show that she as an 18 pound cat (yep, she's a big kitty) she could boss the 90 pound big dog right out of his bowl in the middle of dinner. Don't take no crap, that Guinness.

[Steve Rozmiarek]

There is some funny stuff going on here, they say pets and owners are alike....

We have a 7# black and tan mini dachshund that thinks she is flying squirrel. My daughter and I just witnessed her going at least 7 feet airborne between the couch and a chair. You'd think she would learn to check the landing strip more carefully though, pretty funny when she lands on the cat and he doesn't expect it.

[Jon Shank]

My wife was amused and provided video proof!!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mMqzBXYBchc

Enjoy their goofiness!

Jon

[Jon Shank]

And since she was at it, video of Murphy the spinny kitty! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AHSLoLg823s

Strange is just what they do, and we love them for it. Keeps me sane sometimes.

Jon

[Kent A Bathurst]

And since she was at it, video of Murphy the spinny kitty! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AHSLoLg823s

Strange is just what they do, and we love them for it. Keeps me sane sometimes.

Jon

Murphy is a Siamese, right? My sister had Siamese as a kid at the family house, and ever since in her home.

My detailed analysis showed there is no known connection between Siamese cats and reality / sanity. Those synapses never developed in that breed.

[Dan Hintz]

If she was human she'd have to wear a helmet.

I just laughed and laughed at this...

[Jim Matthews]

I'm always bemused when pet servants like myself ascribe intelligence to animals,
particularly like my adopted Australian cattle dog - who has a brain the size of
a walnut and preferentially eats poo.

The other dog in our house has developed an uncanny sense to locate
the fullest bladder in the room, and sit on it.

[Jon Shank]

Kent, sort of. She's a Tonkinese, half Siamese, half Burmese. Looks alot like a siamese but heavier sturdier cat. Also loony tunes and mouthy like a siamese though, geez she likes to talk. She's also a huge antagonist for Guinness the older of the 2, gets her riled up like crazy on a regular basis, which leads me to believe she's mildly suicidal as well.

Jim, I'm always surprised by how sharp they can be when they want to be. Both of the cats and one of the dogs can open my shop door just as well as I can. And the 2 dogs pack hunt out in the yard, they've caught a couple of squirrels and rabbits in the open yard. I know that's more instinct that actual smarts, but impressive none the less. We try to discourage it of course but seeing it out the window before I can yell it's still pretty impressive. One will go wide and be loud to herd the squirrel in whatever direction while the other goes in quiet from behind and hits it. Duncan is the pack leader in terms of hunting, doberman-giant schnauzer mix (just picture a doberman with schnauzer hair). He's got that vermin hunting instinct of the schnauzer big time, and quick as all get out with the doberman.

Jon