cats and dogs
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I believed when my granmother said during a big storm that if I slept with my pet dog or cat, the thunder could shoot me in my bed.
Because the animal fur attracted the electricity.
We used to believe that if you saw an ambulance it was terrible bad luck and the only way to neutralise it was to hold your collar until you saw a four legged animal. Several times this made me late for school.
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I used to want to be a cat when I was younger, like not just a bit, but REALLY want to. To the degree that I had my little friends believing that I, like a werewolf, turned into a cat when I got pissed off. That's not the funny thing though - slightly strange, maybe, but not the point. Even though I tried to convince myself that this was true, I knew in my hart of hearts that it was all a big lie. However, one day my Mum provided the solution. She was feeding the cat, and I asked what cat food tasted like. In a slightly convoluted version of the old 'don't eat too much of that, you'll turn into it' myth she said never to try it, or I'd turn into a cat. Silly woman - from my fixation with all things cat, she should of guessed that that was my ultimate aim in life. So from that day on I took to sneaking cat biscuits, and eating them on the sly. I never actually had the guts to try the canned stuff. Just as well I didn't ever turn into a cat, as I'd have had to eat it every day!
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When we were young, my father didn't allow us to have animals since we travelled a lot. Well the first time we were able to get a cat, my little brother was sitting on my mom's lap, holding that little kitten. He sat there and rubbed its fur for a few minutes. Then all of a sudden he jumped, picked up the kitten, and held it to his ear and exclaimed, "Mom! This cat has a motor inside!" He believed that for a very long time!
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When we were kids, my grandmother told us that dogs attracted lightning, so she wouldn't let us bring the dog in when it stormed. We were terrified our dog would be hit by a lightning bolt, so we would stage a commando mission where some of us distracted Nanny while the others smuggled our 80lb Irish Setter into the bedroom closet. Good thing there were 5 kids in the family or our dog might have been toast!
I heard once that dogs see in black and white and I thought they were lucky because it must be cheaper for them.
I remember the first time I saw a manx cat and I thought it's tale had been cut off. My grandma tried to tell me otherwise, but I wouldn't believe her.
I think I was relatively old when it finally dawned on me that cats climb trees , but dogs don't. Luckily it was much longer ago than last week.
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I used to think that dogs in France were much more intelligent than American dogs, because they could understand French!
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My mother, being from the old school, once told my siblings and I that there were "trick dogs," in an attempt to explain what the neighbor dogs were "doing" one day. They were, of course, doing IT. We were all on the bus one day and pulled up at a stop light. My brother and I spotted two dogs going at it, and very enthusiastically said, "look mom! Trick dogs!." She told me several years later that everyone on the bus had to take a look for themselves, and that she felt like crawling under the seat.
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I used to think that cats could see so well in the dark because they had glow-in-the-dark eyes ["shiny eyes"]. I would stare at the sun to charge up my eyes so I'd see better at night.
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I used to believe that if a cat didn't have a little patch of white fur under their chin, they wouldn't be able to purr. My father called it "purr-fur" and whenever we met a new cat, he would show me where the white fur was (not always visible to my eyes) and then tickle the cat until it purred.
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When I was in Kindergarden my parents brought home a puppy and told me it was a Collie puppy since I loved the show 'Lassie' so much. I believed them for years, and patiently waited for the puppy to grow, later to find out it was a chihuahua.
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my brother, at age 18, said in all seriousness to me that the reason why my cat is so flexible is that it does not have a backbone.
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I had a really smart dog, Sandy, a Sheltie. She knew when you were going to take her for a walk, recognized the words "go for a walk," and that kind of thing. She really was a great and intelligent girl. But she couldn't actually speak. That's where I was incorrect. I would spend an hour or so maybe once a week, after school, alone in the house with Sandy, pleading with her to chat with me, and often promised that I would protect her, and never let them give her a lobotomy. She held out. I'm still not convinced, though.
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once when i was around 4 or so i was in the car with my mom, when memories by barbara streisand came on the radio. my mom told me in a very serious manner that a cat sang that song. i was extremely impressed and of course tried to coax the family cat into singing. even though she didn't burst into song, i kept at it for about a week until my brother figured out what i was doing and broke the news to me. cats really can't sing. i still haven't gotten over that heartbreak.
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My 11 year old son is pretty smart-- he's on the honor roll at school-- but until recently he thought cats could understand English. He was very concerned that when I called one our cats a "reprehensible quadruped" it would hurt her feelings.
I never believed that all dogs were boys and all cats were girls, but I did believe that you could tell which cats were boys and which were girls.
Boy kitties have white feet--all our boy kitties had white feet and none of our girl kitties did.
I used to believe that doberman pincers were called dogman snippers
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I was about four when i decided that my cat's whiskers hurt her like quills stuck in her face. She was quite unhappy when I cut them off to make her more comfortable. . . .
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