Requesting Funny Pet Stories

yeah, that's how Momo reacts to blankets. Alex gets offended, and radiates offended feels through the blanket, and tries to get out w as much dignity as possible

parrots are ridiculously fighty considering their place in the food chain is roughly the same as the average non-factory farm chicked

awwwwww. my dog when I was a kid, Kaylee, would make someone take a nap w her every day at 1:30. she'd herd someone to my parents' bedroom (it didn't matter who, tho it was always funniest when she got my dad bc he didn't realize he was being herded), get them to lay down, turn off the light herself (bc mom thought it was funny to teach her how to do that. tbf, it absolutely was) and lay w the person until they fell asleep. at which point she'd leave, bc the point wasn't for her to nap, it was for her to make sure SOMEONE napped

 

parrots apparently are descended from a bird of prey that started eating more plant matter, so maybe that explains the fightyness, but...still. it's not like she doesn't know windows exist, and parrots generally pass the mirror test so she probably knows it's her own reflection, so...???

parrots also try to eat everything. things i have seen my mother's parrot ignore her food to try and eat include the windows, the walls, the windowframes, the door, mum's ipad, a cup, the rubbish bin, the rubbish bin liner, various books, various chairs, various doors, her own shed feather (that she then tried to spit out, but it was a down feather so it stuck to her tongue-that was funny), clothes, people's feet, the floor, the dog, the cat's tail, the bars of her cage, the bowl the food was in, pegs, plastic bags, rocks, tree trunks...

 

that's adorable oh my god

 

Mentions upthread of dogs and patio doors reminded me that Lord Sydney the Bearded Dragon does not understand clear glass. Like. At all.

When he was little he would just throw himself at the vivarium door and I assumed it was just overeagerness because OMG THER IS A FOOOD FOOD FOOD YIS but now he's older he's got a larger viv at floor level and when he glass-surfs I just open the side he's on and let him wander as he pleases. Except half the time he will give me a wide-eyed look and run back under his log like why has the forcefield vanished what is this sorcery why

And also half the time when he wants to go back in his viv he'll pick the closed side of the sliding glass and scrabble wildly at it as though if he throws himself hard enough at the magic hard air it will vanish like that's what happened last time why not now. Pushing him gently over to the open side where he can actually run back into his viv doesn't seem to help, just seems to cement his vague idea that the clear side of his vivarium may or may not actually exist XDD

(Bonus points for his reaction to mirrors - anyone who knows Beardies will know that usually lizard will either head-bob - aggressive - or arm-wave - submissive - at the other lizard in the mirror. Syd goes straight from 0 to 100 and runs straight at the stranger-dragon and tries to attack him like COME AT ME BRO I WILL FITE DON'T TEST ME OKAY. XDD)

 

Syd is my spirit animal

 

I never expected to empathize w a lizard so much. pls give him a treat for me for being awesome

 

In today's news, Roommate C forgot two English muffins in the toaster because of course she did, and I just went into the kitchen and found one still in said toaster, and half an English muffin on the floor. Some investigation revealed the other half in the middle of the living room, with all three cats sitting around it staring at it like it was a holy relic.

Cats.

 

Another funny parrot story: apparently, she thinks my feet are bird toys.

As in. I'll be doing something in the kitchen or wherever, and then I'll hear this clack clack clack noise, and it's the parrot waddling around the floor. And then she'll see me. And then she runs across the floor, slipping and sliding because she gets bad traction at a run, to try to bite my toes.

She also completely ignores any food I have...she's not interested in what I'm eating, she just wants to bite my feet.

 

My cat, currently under the care of my mom, will track down her Human for nap/bedtime. She'll scour the house and once she finds you cries. If you ignore her she'll climb you, sit on whatever you're doing, general cat 'pay attention to me!' until you go to bed. Unlike Kaylee she'll also sleep, but she refuses to take her afternoon nap or go to bed at night without her human.

 

she's doing her job by making sure her human sleeps too!

 

My mother and the dog we're fostering do this thing sometimes where the dog 'chases' Mum up and down the hall a few times, and then Mum hides in my room behind the door, and the dog runs up and down the hall a few more times before checking my room and then Mum jumps out and goes "boo!"

This Sunday that happened with the parrot on Mum's head. Result: Mum hiding in my room, with the parrot stretched out horizontally as much as she could, trying to peer around the door.

 

what kind of parrot do you have?

 

A ridiculous African Grey who can fly but doesn't seem to know that, so she just waddles around on the floor and if startled into flying, sits whereever she ended up calling for us and begging to be picked up.

 

oh, so the same as mine then, except she knows she can fly. She's just too lazy.

 

I sometimes wonder if human-raised parrots are either scared of doing this thing that everyone around them can't, or else just straight-up feel like it's rude to show off in such a way.

EDIT: Also, my uncle had an African Grey who passed away soon after he did. She was an absolute classic troll - her favourite thing was to mimic the doorbell when he was upstairs, then laugh when he'd come running. She'd also call the cats only to tell them off when they arrived XDD

 

clever asshole birbs are the best birbs

 

My grandfather had a budgie that for some reason would attack men in hats. He'd be a-ok if you left and came back without the hat, but from what my dad tells me just taking off the hat without leaving was insufficient.

 

My pet rats are going through what I hope is a phase where they try to stick their heads in my tear ducts. I may or may not have a potential infection from this, so I'm... almost typed "keeping an eye on it".

My... I think it was my grandfather or my mum's grandfather, back when my mum was a kid, owned a parrot which used to belong to a sailor and had the expected vocabulary. One day they made the mistake of leaving it outside, and two nice neighbour ladies came past and went "Oh, look at the parrot!" and started cooing.
"Say hello to Polly!"
"Oh, it TALKS, wow!" *continue gushing*
"Say hello to Polly."
*continued gushing*
*gritted beak* "Say... hello... to Polly."
This continued for a while, until the parrot got annoyed, and it was smart enough to have picked up that particular words were angry words... and, yes, you can guess what it did. The neighbours were displeased, but the family thought that was what you get for not saying hello to Polly.

 

I wonder if that was a trauma thing, or just a "birds are strange and perverse and have weird senses of humor" thing.

 

My youngest cat seems to have depth perception issues. Besides the adorable eighty false starts and gentle paw-taps before she makes any jump, she also apparently enjoys charging headlong down the staircase... to crash face first against the front door. I love my dumb furball