Thread: Funny story

Originally Posted by Antonia

Same thing happened here once when I opened a can of tomatoes... all of a sudden there were three 'starving' Coonies on the kitchen worktop.

Yes, my lot can't tell the difference between the sound of a can of tuna being opened, or the sound of a can of tomatoes! If it's tomatoes, I have to offer them a good sniff, so that they believe me that it's not tuna. Then they are quite indignant with me, so I have to give them something else, right away!

Originally Posted by Antonia

Haha... that is so recognizable! Our cats act exactly the same, only never with our food.

When I go up to the kitchen and it's vaguely feeding time they run after me, screaming "We're starving, we're starving!!!"
When I hand out treats, Monty puts his front paw under my hand: "Gimme! Gimme!"

And this afternoon I saw Monty doing something extraordinary. We always give them their dry food in those balls with holes which they have to roll in order to get the pellets out. There was an empty ball on the kitchen floor. Monty decided it was dinner time and he violently kicked the ball, sat down beside it and looked at me as if to say: "How about it, missus?"

Boo comes into the kitchen when food is being prepared and if a treat is not forthcoming, she lies on the floor trying to convince us she is weak with hunger

Originally Posted by Mandy

Boo comes into the kitchen when food is being prepared and if a treat is not forthcoming, she lies on the floor trying to convince us she is weak with hunger

You know, it's funny you say that - if Freyja thinks there's something better on offer than what's in her bowls, she starts routing around the kitchen floor like she's searching for scraps; if you didn't know better, you'd think she was a half starved stray. I thought it was in my imagination but I'm not so sure now I've read about Boo!

Originally Posted by Antonia

(On a brighter note - to keep my mind off Minnie's op tomorrow - I thought I'd share this funny story a friend emailed this morning.)

The following is posted on our refrigerator door..

Dear Dogs and Cats: The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.

The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Racing me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.

I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort, however.. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other, stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out on the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.

For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom! If, by some miracle, I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge in an attempt to open the door. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years - canine/feline attendance is not required.

The proper order for kissing is: Kiss me first, and then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough.

Lol very funny indeed!!!