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<blockquote data-quote="Marguerite" data-source="post: 204799" data-attributes="member: 1991"><p>My sister had a cat who used to come when you whistled and would sit on command. He also used to go rabbit hunting every day, most days bringing home a rabbit. Quite an achievement for a white cat! He also would stand his ground against a dog, would beat up the dog if it got too close and tried to get too rough.</p><p></p><p>We used our very small corgi to round up the sheep when we first got them. After a while they learned their own way back to the pen, but for a few months the dog was having difficulties - the grass was higher than she was! She had to bound like a rabbit, orienting herself by what she could see at the top of her leap. A sort of, "Where are the sheep? Where are the sheep? Where are... oh, there they are!" (scuffle, scuffle scuffle in the long grass...) "Surprise!"</p><p>I had a pet lamb who used to come when called, after a while the sheep learned to follow the lamb.</p><p></p><p>Our two budgies are real characters, especially our young male. He was being very affectionate today, "kissy kissy". Normally he will try to nibble folds of skin he can reach, he got to my eyelid this morning (behind my glasses) and that hurt a bit - he didn't mean to hurt though. But when he was trying to nibble my lips, I found a tiny piece of bark he'd been chewing. He was trying to feed me! It's something budgies do to each other as part of bonding, I was very flattered.</p><p></p><p>Most of the time though, he tries to chew everything. husband has stuck a calendar page with a print of some trees onto the sliding mirror door of our wardrobe - he stuck it there so the light from a street lamp wouldn't reflect into his eyes at night. But our budgie thinks it's there to chew on. He can reach the picture by swinging from the curtain cord. So every morning when the budgie flies into our room, I have to move the mirror a few inches so he can't reach the picture. Then I caught the budgie swinging on the curtain cord, Tarzan-style, trying to use the weight at the end of the curtain cord to help him get some momentum up. Cheeky little crittur! I had to move the door even further away.</p><p></p><p>difficult child 1 saw me doing this and was laughing really hard. He then launched into a description of the old eagle at the zoo - difficult child 1 was feeding the eagle one day, pieces of rabbit. The eagle is elderly with a damaged wing so he doesn't like to have to go to too much trouble to get his food. None of the eagles at the zoo are hand-tame though, so the keepers have to throw the food in. Because this eagle is a non-flier, his cage is open to the sky. A few kookaburras were watching eagerly; the old eagle was a bit too slow and one piece of rabbit was neatly caught mid-aid by a swooping kookaburra. difficult child 1's description and mimicry of the eagle's reaction is priceless - it looked at the ground where the rabbit should have been, then back at the kookaburra. Then back at the ground again. back to the sky again. Glaring as only an eagle can.</p><p></p><p>Dogs - we had one dog that could let itself off the chain while chaining the clip to the bottom strand of a barbed wire fence. She could also climb a fence, could get herself out of any enclosure. She was a Houdini kleptomaniac. We had another (another corgi) who would mother any baby creature born on the farm. And the corgi who used to round up the sheep - she fostered the litter of another corgi who had her litter by Caesarean. She would let the other mother in with her and the pups, but no other canine creature at all. Both mothers cared for the pups (cleaning them, fussing over them) but only our dog could feed them. </p><p></p><p>We have a dog that goes to church. He sits under the altar most of the time, unless his owner insists he stay beside the family. Sometimes he will wander through the congregation for a pat here and a lick there, but he is very quiet and well-behaved. We have another congregation member who sees this as permission to bring HER dog, a very large and undisciplined poodle. Maybe in time the poodle will learn to behave in church...</p><p></p><p>Chooks. We had one totally nutcase hen that used to stand at the door of the chookhouse, close her eyes and launch herself into space, often crashing into the nearest tree. THe chookhouse door is a foot above the ground outside, there are steps. She didn't HAVE to fly at all, if she didn't want to. She was very stroppy, though. We couldn't do a thing with her, no rooster could treat her until a young male we were about to despatch chased her up a tree and trod her, seven feet up the tree!</p><p></p><p>We kept him and called him Rhett.</p><p></p><p>Marg</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Marguerite, post: 204799, member: 1991"] My sister had a cat who used to come when you whistled and would sit on command. He also used to go rabbit hunting every day, most days bringing home a rabbit. Quite an achievement for a white cat! He also would stand his ground against a dog, would beat up the dog if it got too close and tried to get too rough. We used our very small corgi to round up the sheep when we first got them. After a while they learned their own way back to the pen, but for a few months the dog was having difficulties - the grass was higher than she was! She had to bound like a rabbit, orienting herself by what she could see at the top of her leap. A sort of, "Where are the sheep? Where are the sheep? Where are... oh, there they are!" (scuffle, scuffle scuffle in the long grass...) "Surprise!" I had a pet lamb who used to come when called, after a while the sheep learned to follow the lamb. Our two budgies are real characters, especially our young male. He was being very affectionate today, "kissy kissy". Normally he will try to nibble folds of skin he can reach, he got to my eyelid this morning (behind my glasses) and that hurt a bit - he didn't mean to hurt though. But when he was trying to nibble my lips, I found a tiny piece of bark he'd been chewing. He was trying to feed me! It's something budgies do to each other as part of bonding, I was very flattered. Most of the time though, he tries to chew everything. husband has stuck a calendar page with a print of some trees onto the sliding mirror door of our wardrobe - he stuck it there so the light from a street lamp wouldn't reflect into his eyes at night. But our budgie thinks it's there to chew on. He can reach the picture by swinging from the curtain cord. So every morning when the budgie flies into our room, I have to move the mirror a few inches so he can't reach the picture. Then I caught the budgie swinging on the curtain cord, Tarzan-style, trying to use the weight at the end of the curtain cord to help him get some momentum up. Cheeky little crittur! I had to move the door even further away. difficult child 1 saw me doing this and was laughing really hard. He then launched into a description of the old eagle at the zoo - difficult child 1 was feeding the eagle one day, pieces of rabbit. The eagle is elderly with a damaged wing so he doesn't like to have to go to too much trouble to get his food. None of the eagles at the zoo are hand-tame though, so the keepers have to throw the food in. Because this eagle is a non-flier, his cage is open to the sky. A few kookaburras were watching eagerly; the old eagle was a bit too slow and one piece of rabbit was neatly caught mid-aid by a swooping kookaburra. difficult child 1's description and mimicry of the eagle's reaction is priceless - it looked at the ground where the rabbit should have been, then back at the kookaburra. Then back at the ground again. back to the sky again. Glaring as only an eagle can. Dogs - we had one dog that could let itself off the chain while chaining the clip to the bottom strand of a barbed wire fence. She could also climb a fence, could get herself out of any enclosure. She was a Houdini kleptomaniac. We had another (another corgi) who would mother any baby creature born on the farm. And the corgi who used to round up the sheep - she fostered the litter of another corgi who had her litter by Caesarean. She would let the other mother in with her and the pups, but no other canine creature at all. Both mothers cared for the pups (cleaning them, fussing over them) but only our dog could feed them. We have a dog that goes to church. He sits under the altar most of the time, unless his owner insists he stay beside the family. Sometimes he will wander through the congregation for a pat here and a lick there, but he is very quiet and well-behaved. We have another congregation member who sees this as permission to bring HER dog, a very large and undisciplined poodle. Maybe in time the poodle will learn to behave in church... Chooks. We had one totally nutcase hen that used to stand at the door of the chookhouse, close her eyes and launch herself into space, often crashing into the nearest tree. THe chookhouse door is a foot above the ground outside, there are steps. She didn't HAVE to fly at all, if she didn't want to. She was very stroppy, though. We couldn't do a thing with her, no rooster could treat her until a young male we were about to despatch chased her up a tree and trod her, seven feet up the tree! We kept him and called him Rhett. Marg [/QUOTE]
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