What are some Silly/Stupid things your pets do?

My indoor cat has managed to get herself stuck 30ft high in a tree. How she even got outside I don't know. Rather than comming down, she's been up there since 8 this morning - nearly 7 hours - meowing and clinging onto dear life. I put a can of tuna down so hopefully she gets a move on or I might have to make the dreaded phone call to the fire department "Excuse me, I have a cat stuck in my tree..". I'm sure that would go over splendidly well. :P

With this in mind, what are some silly/stupid/somewhat frustrating things that your pets do or have done in the past?

My dog also has a good habit of walking face first into things. And he's endlessly happy about it.

our dogs insist on eating every treat in the family room...we will give them thier treats in the kitchen and they will wait until the other one has thiers and then take off together to eat them in the family room. 

the collie can open the bedroom doors so at any time he will if you have the door closed on him.  There have been times we hear the puppy(pom/cocker mix...yes a cockeranian :)) crying to be let in...Buddy (collie/beagle mix) will come up the stairs and let her in...we are just sitting in the bed hearing all this.  it's too much!

Not even sure where to start on this one.  Watching our pets is basically entertaiment around here. 

Bandit is our bathroom stalker and foot menace... no matter how many times he's fallen in the tub or toilet, there he is right with you the next time.  He gets mad when anyone else falls asleep with Dad and will either push them out of the way or meow until you move the offender from his spot. Feet... he'll attack them if you're asleep so you wake up to him pouncing on you.

Smokey is our evil genius... who has a thing for sucking your ear.  She'll butt headphones off your ears or go up a hat if they're covered just to get the ear.  She didn't start doing it until she was about 6months old so it's just an odd quirk she has. 

The 2 of em, oh geez.  They chase each other around the house Every single night at 10:30.  Christmas was hilarious with the tree and them attacking decorations, or waiting for the dog to walk by so they could pull this dive bomb attack out of the tree at the dog.  They're indoor/outdoor so they chase the dog around the yard and wait for her to go tearing after them.  They bounce through this little hole in the fence and Smokey always looks back after the dog has run full speed into the fence like she's laughing at the dog for doing it again.

Our beagle Sasha, has to have a blankie and will hijack anything from dishtowels to a sweater if hers is in the wash.  Or she'll bring it with her and come to sleep with us, and get all tucked in under the blanket.  She also has to be on the carpet if she has an itch... won't scratch anywhere else!

My cat Neko (yes, I know, INCREDIBLY original) was a hippie ninja.

Not only did he know where the catnip was, no matter where we hid it, he'd find some way of reaching that hiding place, retrieving the container of nip, opening it, and helping himself the entire contents at one go. These were well sealed tupperware containers, mind you. Not little plastic bags or whatever. The little bugger could even stretch up and open a damned doornob by hooking his claw into the little hole on the side for the push-lock release.

Then he'd go on what can only be described as a journey to the center of the feline mind... to wit: a full blown catnip-induced hallucinatory fit.

I suppose that's why a friend of mine once said to me "Dude, your cat is like the burnt out 'nam vet of household pets. I bet he sees dogs coming out of the treeline."

One of my cats (not the one in my avatar) is "mommy" to a bunch of bootlaces.  She got her first one by chewing it off my boots.  Since then, she gets given old shoelaces by various family members.  She "feeds" them (drag into dry food bowl and crunch food into bootlace).  Occasionally, they get drinks from the water dish too.  Sometimes, I come home to find that one or more is curled up on one of the cat trees.  And sometimes she just walks around with one in her mouth (like mommy cats carry kittens by the scruff of the neck).  I think she just wants kittens - but she's been spayed so she'll have to settle for bootlaces.

Also, yesterday she pounced on my other cat *while other cat was on my lap*.  That was dumb and got her good and wet from the squirt bottle.

On the other hand, she's clever enough to open the cupboard door every morning so that she can get fed breakfast that much faster.

My cat Zephyr likes to play with ice cubes.  She will pick one up in her teeth and carry it around the house, drop it, bat it across and around the room, then pick it up to carry it somewhere else until it finally melts.

Her sister Daisy likes to play with peacock feathers.  If I am not in the playing mood, she'll pick one up by one end and spin around and around watching it wriggle until she gets dizzy.

My 3 year old maine coon cat Jim, if hes on a couch he will sit up as a human would and sleep like that.

My 1 year old kitty, Maggie, will play around on the bed every time I try to make the darned thing. I put on the fitted sheet, she's under it. I scoop her out, she runs away. Just before I can get the flat sheet on, she's under it. Again, I scoop her out and she runs away. This happens with every layer. For the daily bed making, I try to do hurry up and do it fast before she notices but she usually comes racing in and leaps on the bed so that she can be under the covers.

I get my revenge and chase her with the floor mop. She hates it!

Uh...where to begin! These things still happen, but especially when my cat was a kitten:

Sits on top of open doors in the house. Like literally lies along the thin top bit of a door...

When it's a full moon she goes a bit crazy and runs around and around the downstairs floor and then all of a sudden runs up the chimney and sits inside it!

Once she got stuck on the very top of my neighbours house. We had to get a ladder to get her down. The bonus was that we were very late for school :P

She also loves to climb up onto the outside of the first floor windows, particularly of mine and my parent's bedrooms, and try to get in through the window. She has in fact fallen off and all my brother saw from the downstairs window was a flash of white as she fell past.

She bites your toes from under the bed covers

If you have had a shower and got shower gel/shampoo or any other strong smelling things on your hands like perfume or whatever, she goes crazy for the smell - purring and wanting to be stroked - and then BAM, she shreds your hand to bits with teeth and claws!

She is silly...:P That's why I love her :)

I have one of those incline scratchers for my kitties, the one with the cardboard scratchy pad, angled about 45 degrees.  My cat Lonnie likes to climb to the top, sit down, pick up her back legs, and slide down the thing on her butt.  Kind of like a dog on carpet, but she's too lazy to actually pull herself along, so she slides.  She sleeps in a bed on top of my cabinets in the kitchen near the ceiling, and will fetch her "chicken" for hours on end.  You throw it, she brings it back and pokes you and yowls until you throw it again.  I usually wake up covered in cat toys where she's been bringing them to me all night trying to wake me up.

Xan, my 8 month old kitten (I have him and his sister, bottle fed them from 2 weeks old) likes to come in the shower.  Like, all the way in.  Then bounces off my legs all offended that he got wet.  Comes right back in though.  His sister Remi is just as strange.  She won't eat like a normal cat.  She has to pull each piece of food out with her paw, knock it on the floor, chase it across the kitchen, then eat it and go back for another.  I once had to take one of those cat dancer toys (feather on the end of a stick) away from her because she was running around with the end on the stick in her mouth, chasing the feathers.  I was worried she'd run into something and jam that stick straight down her throat.  She also sits on any part of you that becomes horizontal for even a second.  Bend down and pick something up, she's on your back.  Sit on the toilet, she's in your lap.  Was once sitting in a chair in a really big sweatshirt and had my legs inside it because it was cold.  Both Lonnie and Remi climbed down the neckhole, and I ended up with two cats in my shirt.  Was fun when they started to argue.   Though the third sibling of that litter lives with my mom and is apparently retarded.  She drools when you scratch her head, and does lots of not so bright things.  Good thing she's pretty :)

Cassie, my older one, is currently yowling and trying to climb the walls.  How I ended up with so many crazy cats is beyond me.

... I seem to be the only one here without a cat!  lol.  I miss my kitty.

Dieter, my 20 month old German Shepherd is a little nuts.  He's just under 90 lbs, but has NO IDEA OF THIS.  He likes to sit on our laps, lay on us in bed, and generally get as close to us as possible.  He was also weaned very early because his mom wasn't producing enough milk.  As a result, he has always had a "suckie ball" - a stuffed soccer ball - that he nurses on at regular intervals throughout the day.  It's adorable to see my giant dog sucking on this ball and kneeding it with his paws.  He also gets grumpy if we're late going to bed.  As far as he's concerned bed time is between 10:00-11:00 every night, and wake up time is between 7:00 and 7:30.  Come Hell or high water.  lol.  He will often go back to bed after he's been out to pee and has had breakfast though.

I love my dog :D

my cat Joe (i don't have him anymore; had to give him away when i went to grad school.  very sad) used to bite people's noses when he was feeling very affectionate.  you could see it coming; he'd be standing up in your lap, front paws on your chest, getting some love and purring like crazy, and then when he just couldn't stand it anymore, he'd lean in and bite your nose. 

he started doing this when he was tiny, and he learned to do it very gently (otherwise--you know--not such a positive reaction), but even so, every once in awhile one of those sharp little teeth would find its way inside a nostril and - ouch!!

kenya is pretty goofy, but other than galloping around the house, she doesn't do many really silly/stupid things.  although sometimes she eats snow until she barfs.  she leaves these funning tracks in the snow because she'll lean down to get a mouthful when she's at a dead run.  oh - and because her brain is ruled by her nose, when she's on a scent, sometimes she'll run into things.  once she almost crashed into the forelegs of a moose ;)

I had a cat name Kelley. She had extra toes. She would answer the phone if it rang while everyone was gone. We'd come home to find the receiver off the hook.

I had a cat named Cubs that would play "the chase game". I'd stomp my feet and act like I was coming to get him. He take off running through the house like a lunatic. He'd then come back towards me and I'd stomp back after him again. We could do this for 20 minutes or so until he got bored. Sometimes he'd "ask" to play. He'd come running towards me real fast, stop, switch his tail real fast, howl a little and then run away. If I didn't chase him he'd keep coming back and howl at me til I'd play.

My cat Butter eats asparagus. He'll put away 5 or 6 spears. He gets really possessive of his spears and will growl if you try to take them away.

ooh - kenya is crazy for wasabi peas!  she loves food in general, and often follows me into the kitchen, so one day i tossed her a pea, thinking, "this'll fix her."  she loved it.  they're her favourite treat now, and even when i've burned my mouth and can't eat any more, she wants more.

My dog is a tiny little thing and humps toys bigger than her. Her legs dont even reach the floor when she is on top of them LOL

My other dog is scared of his farts. If he farts he runs away from them.

My other female dog barks at bigger dogs then when they get close to her she runs away and scream

Haha, these are so fun to read.  Great thread.

My cat was rather large and the only way he could wash his lower back was to sit up on his hind legs.  Whenever he cleaned that part of his body, it looked like he was doing the hoola. 

My chihuahua puppy thinks he's the man of the house, so everytime he smells a stranger coming in our house, he'll start barking really loud.

But when he meets the stranger, he always shakes and hides behind my legs.

:)

Original Post by pgeorgian:

ooh - kenya is crazy for wasabi peas!  she loves food in general, and often follows me into the kitchen, so one day i tossed her a pea, thinking, "this'll fix her."  she loved it.  they're her favourite treat now, and even when i've burned my mouth and can't eat any more, she wants more.

 That reminded me of the cat I had growing up. Jingles loved the juice from a can of peas. She'd cry for it. She also loved cake batter.

Not so funny or cute, but I think our Chocolate Lab is punishing me. I am not sure for what at this point.  She is 7 months old

Yesterday, quiet lay around type of day, I can't find my glasses, why you may ask, because the current baby in my life ate them.  Yes I had to call my eye guy today and say, "The Dog ate my glasses, she broke the lens."  Then hubby comes downstairs fit to be tied, because apparently the little darling ate his IPOD.  Hmmm.  we went for a little walk after everyone settled down and she got off the leash and headed for the hills.  Thank god my nieghbors were around to corral her.  She thought it was a giant game, me in my pajamas running through the back woods. 

She is usually quite well behaved and loving, she sits (all 70 pounds of hers) on my lap and will put her head on my keyboard if she wants attention.  If one of the kids is sitting in her spot, she stands at my feet and just looks at me.  As soon as whoever was in her spot gets up, she makes a beeline over me to her favorite spot.  She and my 6 year have made a game out of "who gets to sit next to Mommy".  She goes crazy for frozen bananas.

Bunker wasn't happy with me today. I took her to be spayed and she couldn't have her breakfast. She kept looking at her empty bowl and then back to me. The look in her eyes was so pitiful. She did get excited when she got to ride in the car.

I love labradors.

There are two nutty cats in my house right now, Mischa and Simon.

Mischa is a 20 pound fluffball with a big ole' belly of a main coon, and Simon is around 13 pounds of slightly cross-eyed Siamese.

Mischa is a pouch cat. His Dad can stuff him inside a zip-up hoodie WHILE the Dad is wearing it, and zip it back up so that the only thing sticking out is this little Mischa head, all fluffy like a Lion. He loves being pouch cat, and will sit like that for hours.
He is also a masochist. There's a chair in the house that I smack him on. He literally will come find me in the house for me to smack him, and I have to smack him HARD, or he'll yowl until I do it again. Smackings includes wacking him rhythmically on his butt/hips/around his tail until he's drooling and rubbing his face on everything in sight.

Simon is half blind. Literally. He can't see out of his right eye so well, so his depth perception is off. He has to have a night light, or he'll cry at night. He also loves to sit on the stool that's next to our bed in the middle of the night and stare at me until I wake up (which I always do), because he knows I'll pet him.
Simon HAS to be let out in the morning. Even if it's raining, windy, or freezing cold. He'll come back in if it's those things, but sometimes, he'll come back to the door, sit down until I open it again, then BOUND off like "haha made jah open it!"

They're both dingbats.