OT If frozen let it go. Dog Tales

Submitted by Clair Voyant on January 21st, 2010 at 6:21 PM

My dog came to the side door of the house with a frozen (presumably dead) squirrel in his mouth. Dog was smilin, waggin his tail and just as proud as a peacock about his catch and fully intended to bring the cute little squirrel into the house.

What kinds of things have your Mgopets tried to surprise you with.

I had a friend whose dog like to eat her own shit and come into his house and want to lick people. problem was resolved when the dog finally got tired of eating the same old shit everyday.



January 21st, 2010 at 6:35 PM ^

I have a cat who loves to go down into the basement (where my laundry is), drag used dryer sheets out of the huge garbage can I throw them away in (how the hell he gets them out of there is beyond me), and haul them back upstairs in his mouth while squalling as if he's in some sort of pain. Those dryer sheets are his favorite play thing.


January 22nd, 2010 at 1:00 AM ^

My dog, in avatar, got a hold of an open, untouched 6 foot roll of bubble tape. Wrestling a 150lb dog for gum is: 1. Impossible and 2. Hilarious. He consumed about 2.5 feet in the end.


January 22nd, 2010 at 7:26 AM ^

Sugar free gum and dogs do not mix. Many contain a sweetener call xylitol, which is highly toxic to dogs. Mine ate 3 pieces of orbit gum and had to go to emergency service, put on an IV, pump stomach, force feed charcoal, and stay overnight. It was pretty scary. Raisins can do the same thing, it messes up their blood sugar.


January 21st, 2010 at 6:42 PM ^

My puppy, Gus, has a wonderful habit of waking me up in the morning to go outside. When I get to the door to let him out, he sprints up to my bedroom and takes my spot in bed (usually on my pillow). He's a 70-pound American Bulldog, so once he's settled, he doesn't move.

On the plus side, a couple of months ago, he destroyed two seasons of my wife's Sex and the City DVDs and one season of The Gilmore Girls. +1 for Gus.

david from wyoming

January 21st, 2010 at 6:43 PM ^

My puppy of around 3 months loves to take a dump DIRECTLY in front of my neighbors window, butt pointed towards the window. The bottom floor of the apartment building is built into the ground, so the window is chest level inside the building but right at the ground on the outside. I can just imagine my neighbor waking up one day with my dog's brown eye right in front of his face.


January 21st, 2010 at 7:07 PM ^

Back when I was in college we had a cat in the house, which loved to use her cat hunting instincts and on more than one occasion we would find half-dead birds in the kitchen with broken wings.

One night at about 3 AM I was awoken by some of my roommates banging on my door: hey, hey, wake up, you gotta come see what Alabama caught! I head out into the hall to find: a bat. With a broken wing. The bat was clearly scared shitless and kept flapping and trying to fly, which obviously it couldn't, and we spent 20 minutes debating what to do while the bat flapped its way down the hall and eventually under the locked door belonging to another roommate who was away for the week. We shrugged, put a Batcave sign on his door, and figured we'd let him figure out what to do with the bat when he got back.


January 21st, 2010 at 8:27 PM ^

You spent 20 minutes debating what to do? Why didn't you just kill it and put it out of its misery? I'm not against cats that hunt, and I'm certainly no PETA type, but I lived in the country enough to know that flying animals with broken wings are dead meat and should be killed to eliminate their suffering. We had to teach my little brother this when he was really young and although he doesn't like it he's learned what he has to do when the cats bring home half-dead birds. Nobody had the guts to do it?


January 21st, 2010 at 9:35 PM ^

So, we moved into our first home recently and, as an ingenius way of celebrating milestones in life, my partner and I got our first dog as well. We were also blessed with the experience of dealing with mice for the first time. My dog decided to never catch a single mouse or care when one went scurrying down the hall. She was decidedly uninterested. You can imagine then, my suprise upon returning home from a class and noticing she had finally caught a mouse! The only problem was that it was the mouse to my computer and not one of the many live mice she had casually watched running down the hall...I was not pleased but could not help but admire the wit.

Wolverine Convert

January 21st, 2010 at 7:56 PM ^

We moved to Ann Arbor about 5 years ago and the first night in our house I let our dog out to do his duty before bed. I heard some rustling around and looked outside just in time to see him get sprayed in the face by a skunk. It was gross watching him gag, puke and roll in the grass; but not as bad as putting him in the bathtub to wash him down. I can still smell it when I think about it. (I should have left him out all night)

That smell was still on him for about a month.....

I don't think he wants to chase any more "black cats with stripes".


January 21st, 2010 at 9:36 PM ^

when I was about 8 years old.

She was a great cat.

Thanksgiving we had over a dozen people starting dinner the dinning room when we all heard a weird noise from under the table.

Everyone looks.

Cat regurgitates an entire chipmunk onto the floor.


January 21st, 2010 at 10:27 PM ^

And I love every goddamn time he does it. If he's(dog) in the kitchen when she(wife type substance) is making dinner, she can tell him to leave, yell at him, whatever, he just sits there looking at her. I come in and whisper "go lay down", he gets up, walks out and lays right in the archway. I love my dog.


January 21st, 2010 at 11:40 PM ^

my grandma's cat used to consider the yarn placemats to be her babies and would make a low moan/groan/dirty sound while carrying them around the house at 3 in the morning. just talking to them and god i don't even know but it was bizarre and scary.

the other thing is my ex fiancée and i got a dog together and at my mom's house over the holidays we locked the puppy in my bedroom with all our stuff while we went out for dinner. when we got back we could smell shit but couldn't find it. looked for 20 minutes all over the room until she finally found it.

swear to god, the dog shit right in her purse.

you better believe i still remember and laugh my ass off about that.


January 22nd, 2010 at 12:27 AM ^

My dad had adopted a farm cat that used to hunt mice and birds in our barns. Every morning he'd line up his kills on the backstep and sit there. My dad would walk out on his way to work, tell the cat what a good cat he was and then dispose of the dead animals before my mom saw them.

One week my dad went on a business trip and so my mom walked out, saw the dead mice and flipped out. Screamed at the cat and went nuts. So the cat started hiding all his kills in the barn. When my dad came home, the cat went and got all the kills out and lined up this pile of about two dozen dead rodents and birds for my dad to see.

Weird cat, you could also play fetch with him. Throw a ball and he'd run it down and bring it back to you.

My alaskan malamute tried to "fetch" the UPS Driver once. I'm at a friend's house, dog is sitting there letting the toddlers abuse him (pull his tail, etc, just happily slobbering on them, peaceful as can be). UPS guy walks into the back yard, approaches the kids. The malamute sees a stranger approaching the kids and growls. UPS guy keeps coming. Malamute goes from growling to running right at the UPS guy. UPS guy maces the malamute, which does nothing, aside from further pissing off the malamute. UPS man turns and runs, gets about three steps before the malamute jumps him. I had to in and drag the malamute off the guy, he was so pissed off over the mace he wouldn't respond to my commands to stand down. Great dog, but a little over aggressive in his protection of children. Children + strange humans tends to result in a human retreating rapidly from a very large and very angry dog.


January 22nd, 2010 at 10:54 AM ^

I had a malamute growing up and he was pretty much exactly the same. Anyone inside of the house could mess with him all they wanted (our kitten would hang on to his stomach fur has he would walk around)but as soon as someone came close to the doorways/edge of the yard, he would just flip out. We had an electric fence which we had to crank it up to 11 because whenever he saw something that he wanted and sometimes just for the hell of it, he would get a running start and just run right through it. He was super protective around little kids as well (nobody he didn't know was allowed to get too close to my younger brother while he was on watch) but I absolutely loved that dog.

Adding to the theme of the thread, our dog would let squirrels and rabbits run through the yard all they wanted (sometimes no more than a couple yards in front of him) but god help any birds that dare fly low enough for him to grab. It was truly amazing, he would just be lying there and all of a sudden you would see him pull a Woodson and jump 15 in the air and come down with a bird in his mouth.


January 22nd, 2010 at 1:39 AM ^

We had a cat growing up that ended up living for 19 years. Whenever she could sneak her way out of the house up until the day she died, she would always catch a bird and leave it on the front porch for us to find.

Also, our youngest cat enjoys eating the other cat's puke which is awesome because there is no mess to clean up.

Feat of Clay

January 22nd, 2010 at 11:31 AM ^

Yesterday was Squirrel Appreciation Day, so your dog's find was very timely.

My cat brought a snake home this summer. This was not well received; my husband was upset because he loves snakes; I was upset because I hate them. I was informed of the find by this photo sent to me at work by my spouse:

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I told him if he didn't remove it I'd be sleeping at the office.

As it turns out the snake was playing dead and escaped later.