Funny Pet Storys

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“Cats are less loyal than dogs, but more independent.” (This is code. It means: “Cats are smarter than dogs, but they hate people.”) Many people love cats. From time to time, newspapers print stories about some elderly widow who died and left her entire estate, valued at $3,200,000, to her cat, Fluffkins. Cats read these stories, too, and are always plotting to get named as beneficiaries in their owners’ wills. Did you ever wonder where your cat goes when it wanders off for several hours? It meets with other cats in estate-planning seminars. I just thought you should know.

According To Dave Barry

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It might be hard to believe if you saw him sleeping peacefully on Pat’s lap, but Nicky has always been easily persuaded to turn into a tough guy.  Right after we adopted him, we temporarily converted the spare bedroom into his nursery, and when someone entered the room the tiny black kitten would stare fiercely from a corner and hiss, as though to warn you he would tear you apart if you got any closer.

   He’s gone beyond hissing as he’s grown up.  One afternoon, he was lying on the floor in front of the refrigerator when its motor came on.  Startled, Nicky leaped up, back arched and teeth bared, and faced the refrigerator.

   As an honorable cat, Nicky waited a moment to give it a chance to apologize for disturbing him.  When it didn’t, he looked it over, sized it up, and perhaps decided that even if it was bigger, it wasn’t tougher than he is.

   Then Nicky reached out with a paw and gave the offending machine two quick cuffs.  It didn’t fight back, and Nicky turned and walked away, apparently satisfied that he had taught it a lesson about starting something with a lion-hearted little cat

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I think my cat must be possessed by some crazy morning bug. If I try to sleep passed 7:00 he will do his best to drive me crazy. In the A.M. he will get in the blinds right beside my bed. If that doesn’t work then he will jump up on the bedside table and stare at me. If I try to sleep through all of that he will sit on the table and hit the blinds while staring. And if all of this does not get me up he will jump on the bed and bite my arm ( not hard just enough to get my attention). Then when I am up he will climb back up on his perch and go to sleep. Then it is my turn to bug him.

Ga-Peaches

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I have a 13 year-old tortoiseshell cat named Sherry. She loves sleeping in or on the car, so we usually leave the windows rolled down for her. Early one Saturday morning, as I was leaving to go to gym, I heard a howling ‘meow’ coming from somewhere. Thinking she was locked in one of the cars (we have 3) I peered in, but no Sherry.

I heard it again, and was trying to work out where it was coming from when my Dad drove up from around the corner. He had taken one of our dogs, Apache, for a drive around the block. It took me 2 seconds to make sure I was seeing what I was seeing.

I waved at my Dad, to try make him stop the car, he just waved merrily at me, and the dog barked happily. But when he finally did stop, he burst out laughing to find that Sherry had been sleeping on top of the car and had just had the joyride of her life!

The claw marks on the roof indicated that she was not keen to take up ‘car-surfing’. I wonder what our neighbours must have thought upon seeing the car drive by, with one happy dog in the car, and one not so very happy cat on the roof!

Sherry still sleeps in and on the car by the way.

Sent in by Adrienne Charles, Cape Town, South Africa.

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Once the postman came to my front door to deliver a package that was too large to fit into our mailbox. We stood at the door chatting and I felt my cat Snoop brush past my leg. I looked down and discovered that she had thoughtfully brought a tampon in from the bathroom and was violently batting at it with her paw. The conversation ended rather abruptly.

sarahduran

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When Ban was a kitten who had just started to go outside we let him out into the garden where we were sat. There was a tree stump that was about 1M high which was situated about 2M from a 2M high wall. He climbed up the tree stump and looked with interest at the wall in front of him. You could tell he was positioning himself for his first big jump and we watched with interest. He got into the classic cat pose, head low, backside in the air wobbling (the just before a pouce movement) and made the jump. He had all 4 paws out to the side and his head flat. He made a jump of about 70cm and splatted to the floor landing on his belly with his paws flat on the floor out to the side. We were in stitches! He looked so bewildered about why he hadn’t landed on the wall. It took him about 2 weeks before he was able to jump from the tree to the wall!

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At the same time as having our cat, we also had a dog. We had had the cat for about 2 or 3 years before we got the dog, so she naturally regarded herself as being in charge. The dog had her own chair, which she used to sleep on, but on many occasions, the dog would be happily sleeping on her chair, and the cat would come up and sit in front of the chair and stare at the dog. After about 10 minutes or so, the dog would become restless in her sleep, eventually wake up, get down off the chair, lie on the rug, and go back to sleep. At that point, the cat would hop up onto the nice warm chair, and go to sleep!

Sent in by Tony Jarvie from Scotland

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