One of our cats HATES when my wife isn’t wearing enough clothing. I can walk around fully nude no problems. My wife wears short shorts and he will get visibly upset and start attacking her until I come defend her. If she puts on pants he goes right back to normal. Doesn’t attack people and is generally pretty chill otherwise. Our cat has the political leanings of the Taliban apparently.
My former roommate’s dog hated hats. He rarely barked at anything but if someone walked in the apartment wearing a hat he would flip the fuck out and bark at them until they took it off.
I got a full body werewolf costume for Halloween when I was a kid, and thought it would be funny to scare our dog. So I hid behind a door and when he walked in, I jumped out and roared at him. It wasn’t well thought out. He was half a second away from biting my face off. Thankfully I recognized the danger and ripped the mask off. He did not get scared. He was ready to murder. At least we knew he’d protect us from a werewolf after that.
My cat plays fetch with bottle caps.
One of my cats plays fetch with paper balls, but only of it’s the right kind of paper.
Another cat can catch treats in her mouth or paws.
Third cat steals hair scrunchies and puts them in the water bowl.
One of my dogs is going blind. Since she can’t find us anymore, when she wants a treat she sits on the rug by the back door and lifts her paw to shake.
One of my cats always plays with my wife’s hair ties and then eventually puts them in their water bowl.
A different cat absolutely loves twist ties, probably because when he hits them on the floor they slide a little unpredictably.
And my other cat went nuts for foam earplugs. I used to work in a factory where you were required to wear them all the time so I would occasionally end up with some at home. His eyes would go huge and he would dig into whatever had them and get them out. He plays fetch, or rather used to since he doesn’t much anymore, but his favorite fetch “toy” were the earplugs.
Initially I didn’t want him to get a hold of them because I was worried he would swallow them but he just loved playing with them
Mine does too!
My dog can’t walk around corners.
If she approaches straight on, she can walk right through an area, if she is tight to the wall, she can’t / won’t walk into the room. She stops and whines and will try two or three times to move past the corner.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
That’s what my dog does sometimes…and then when we come to check, there’s a cat waiting in ambush for her around the corner
Ha. No cat. We’re pretty sure it’s the shadows.
My dog has to smell my breath after I eat/drink something. If I’m eating a sandwich, he’ll watch the whole time, and when I’m done, he’ll hop up and start sniffing/licking for crumbs.
Then he’ll stand on my lap, and put his nose up to my face, sniffing and kinda wagging his tail. I’ll open my mouth wide, and start exhaling, and he’ll eagerly start sniffing riiiiiiiiiight up against my mouth, wagging and kinda shifting his weight on his front legs. And if you don’t listen closely enough to his sniffing…
… He’ll sneeze in your mouth. 😂 He makes my friends do it too, and I do warn them about keeping their mouth open too long.
Beyond that, the only other weird thing he does (besides his crazy yoga poses he does in blankets on the couch) is lick the floor. If I’m cooking, he’s standing by the stove, ready to lunge at anything that falls to the floor. But when I’m done cooking, he’ll basically walk the entire kitchen floor, focusing primarily by the sink and stove, licking every speck of oil and crumb he can find. You’d think I never feed him based on how he acts towards food, but here we are. 😂
He nabbed some chili seeds off the floor one night before I could get them, and I asked him how they tasted while he’s walking around the kitchen, licking his chops over and over. Moved to his water bowl, drank a good chunk of that, moved to the living room, laid down there for a bit… All the while, licking his chops, trying to get the spicy to go away. And then he came back for more 😂
My cat would respond when my wife or I sneezed. Anthropomorphically, it was similar to how we blessed him when he sneezed. We adopted another cat who does the same when one of us coughs.
I say Bless you to my cats when they sneeze. They look at me weird like I was rude if I don’t
Two elderly rescue cats, Buttons and Bo.
She (Buttons) is a very needy lapdog of a cat who loves to be carried basically everywhere around the house. Insists on sleeping under blankets while on my bed, usually on her side with her head on a pillow. She also LOVES grooming me, especially my beard. She comes when called, though is mostly deaf. She’s freaked out when I take a bath, coming up to the edge and howling… probably remembering the time she jumped on the edge and very gracefully fell in.
Her brother is downright weird. He’s shaped like a pug (15 pounds, very broad chest, walks almost bow legged due to said breadth). He LOVES to be held like a fat, hairy toddler… ‘sitting’ on his hind legs with his back up against me. He also prefers being under blankets at night, but completely covered. He likes to be carried, but not as much, and due to his length it’s a bit challenging to make him comfortable while doing so.
Both always want attention, love having their bellies scratched and immediately warm up to strangers.
Big ol baby Buttons
She’s more of a wee little princess who loves to be carried everywhere.
Bo is a solid lump at 15 pounds.
My cat eats his own hair. It’s so gross.
Also he learned to open doors. I have handles instead of knobs and he reaches up and paws at it until the door swings open. It’s adorable but I can’t keep him out of anywhere now.
I put up a toddler gate to keep him out of my bedroom but he leaps over it like a racehorse. So I had to buy a second one. He’s desperate to explore this place that he’s already explored countless times.
Try to eat things that will definitely kill him.
Both are cats.
Kika thinks that human arms are made of rubber. She asks to be petted, and then gets further and further from you, and then looks at you with a “why did you stop?” face. If you stand up to get closer to her, she runs towards a specific corner of the house (that changes from time to time, currently her cardboard box), because apparently being petted there is the bomb.
Siegfrieda has some deep connection with… mats. She likes them so much that she never leaves them alone, they’re always out of the place and messy. The kitchen mat in special - sometimes she rolls herself into a makizushi with it. (And yet she still doesn’t know how to get inside her pocket-folded blanket by herself.)
