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  • Strange Pet Quirks

    Jake has some funny quirks...

    If Mrs CP and I are both leaving the house together, like on Sunday Morning, we'll give Jake a treat on the way out. He'll take that treat, and put it on the floor in the middle of the living room.

    When we come home, he'll run and get that treat and start eating it.

    What's up with that?
    The first to state his case seems right until another comes and cross-examines him.

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    Any time I put on pants, Jake gets all excited because he's wanting to go for a ride. I'll often take him to work with me, so until I tell him "I'll be back", he gets all excited, doing little spins and wagging his tail like crazy.

    Except on Sunday Mornings. Somehow he knows that, if Mrs CP and I are getting dressed at the same time, that he's not going anywhere, and he just lays on the foot of the bed moping.

    What's up with that?
    The first to state his case seems right until another comes and cross-examines him.

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    • #3
      Both of our last 2 cats loved to drink water out of my water glass that I keep beside the couch. They would dip a paw into the glass and lick their paw over and over. I don't know if the older one "taught" the younger one to do that.

      Several of the Siamese cats that I've had in my lifetime would play fetch. We would tie a small plastic bag into knots and throw it, and the cats would go get it and bring it back. No other breed of cat we ever had would do that.

      One of our cats, when my kids were little, would come into the room and stare at the tv whenever Kermit came on Sesame Street. She would watch him until he wasn't on anymore and then go away.

      Every cat I ever had would come and want attention every single time I went into the bathroom or was talking on the phone.


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      • #4
        Originally posted by mossrose View Post
        Both of our last 2 cats loved to drink water out of my water glass that I keep beside the couch. They would dip a paw into the glass and lick their paw over and over. I don't know if the older one "taught" the younger one to do that.

        Several of the Siamese cats that I've had in my lifetime would play fetch. We would tie a small plastic bag into knots and throw it, and the cats would go get it and bring it back. No other breed of cat we ever had would do that.

        One of our cats, when my kids were little, would come into the room and stare at the tv whenever Kermit came on Sesame Street. She would watch him until he wasn't on anymore and then go away.

        Every cat I ever had would come and want attention every single time I went into the bathroom or was talking on the phone.
        It's just interesting how they have certain quirks or habits that seem to make no sense. Or.... I'd love to know, "why do you do that?"
        The first to state his case seems right until another comes and cross-examines him.

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        • #5
          Originally posted by Cow Poke View Post
          It's just interesting how they have certain quirks or habits that seem to make no sense. Or.... I'd love to know, "why do you do that?"
          I think they are all a lot smarter than we give them credit for.

          Except the one dog we had in my lifetime. When I was 12 my Dad took in a Boston Terrier that belonged to the man who worked for Dad. He was moving and couldn't take the dog, so she ended up with us.

          She had a penchant for chasing after every dog she saw, and if she wasn't leashed, she was gone.

          She got out of the house one day when we were at school. Mom didn't know she was out until she saw her racing across the street after another dog. She was hit by a car and killed. The dog, not Mom.

          Stupid dog.


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          • #6
            Originally posted by Cow Poke View Post
            Jake has some funny quirks...

            If Mrs CP and I are both leaving the house together, like on Sunday Morning, we'll give Jake a treat on the way out. He'll take that treat, and put it on the floor in the middle of the living room.

            When we come home, he'll run and get that treat and start eating it.

            What's up with that?
            emergency rations in case you don't come home!


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            • #7
              Originally posted by Sparko View Post
              emergency rations in case you don't come home!

              That's the ONLY explanation we can come up with... "OK, you're home, I can go ahead and eat this".
              The first to state his case seems right until another comes and cross-examines him.

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              • #8
                Originally posted by mossrose View Post
                I think they are all a lot smarter than we give them credit for.
                Cats apparently know their names. They're just ignoring us.

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                • #9
                  My Jake likes to attack my pants when I put them on in the morning. Trying to eat the pants legs. And when I get undressed, he tries to eat my socks as I take them off.

                  and he likes to play fetch, but he won't bring the toy all the way back unless I ignore him. If I try to get him to bring it to me, he will drop it a distance away and "dare" me to try to get it, so he can run off with it, playing "keep away" - but if I ignore him, and look away, he will bring it right to me and drop it at my feet. Then wait for me to try to get it so he can pounce on it.

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by mossrose View Post
                    I think they are all a lot smarter than we give them credit for.

                    Except the one dog we had in my lifetime. When I was 12 my Dad took in a Boston Terrier that belonged to the man who worked for Dad. He was moving and couldn't take the dog, so she ended up with us.

                    She had a penchant for chasing after every dog she saw, and if she wasn't leashed, she was gone.

                    She got out of the house one day when we were at school. Mom didn't know she was out until she saw her racing across the street after another dog. She was hit by a car and killed. The dog, not Mom.

                    Stupid dog.
                    Jake is a rescue dog - we got him from a doggie shelter. As my wife was signing the adoption papers, the young man officiating said, "I'm so glad you got him -- tomorrow was going to be his 'bad day''.

                    On his adoption papers, the reason the previous owner gave for turning him in to the shelter was "he's a runner".

                    Sure enough, he loves to run, and if there's an open gate, he's GONE like the wind!

                    I figured on our new property, where he has nearly 2 acres fenced in, he'd be much less likely to run. During the recent drought, however, the ground has shrunken to where there's actually a gap between the bottom of the fence and the ground. There were several places where he could just "roll under" the fence, so, we got back to playing hide and seek.

                    Finally, I decided to add a "hot wire" to the bottom of the fence, and see if that would keep him in. One night, after dark, my son-in-law was sitting on the back porch with me, and we were talking about the electric fence. He asked, "has Jake discovered it yet? Just then, I heard a loud YELP from somewhere near the back of the property. I looked at my son-in-law and said, "he just did".

                    He's never tried to roll under the fence since, and seems quite happy running in his big back yard.
                    The first to state his case seems right until another comes and cross-examines him.

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                    • #11
                      Originally posted by Sparko View Post
                      My Jake likes to attack my pants when I put them on in the morning.
                      YES!!!! A couple of times, he's made me get my foot caught in them, and nearly fall over!

                      Trying to eat the pants legs. And when I get undressed, he tries to eat my socks as I take them off.
                      OK, that's weird!

                      and he likes to play fetch, but he won't bring the toy all the way back unless I ignore him. If I try to get him to bring it to me, he will drop it a distance away and "dare" me to try to get it, so he can run off with it, playing "keep away" - but if I ignore him, and look away, he will bring it right to me and drop it at my feet. Then wait for me to try to get it so he can pounce on it.
                      If I throw a ball or something, Jake looks at me like, "OK, I guess you didn't want that".
                      The first to state his case seems right until another comes and cross-examines him.

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                      • #12
                        Originally posted by Cow Poke View Post
                        That's the ONLY explanation we can come up with... "OK, you're home, I can go ahead and eat this".

                        Or he wants your "good boy!" for saving and eating the treat.


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                        • #13
                          Originally posted by mossrose View Post
                          Or he wants your "good boy!" for saving and eating the treat.
                          When he goes outside to do his business, he comes in expecting a treat. He'll go to the kitchen and face the pantry, which is where his treats are kept. Every once in a while, I'll offer him a choice between his doggie bone treat, or a "cigar" (a piece of pupperoni stick) and he will ALWAYS choose the pupperoni stick. HOWEVER, he will eat the pupperoni stick right there in the pantry, but he will ALWAYS take the doggie bone to the middle of the living room to eat it.
                          The first to state his case seems right until another comes and cross-examines him.

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                          • #14
                            Originally posted by Cow Poke View Post
                            YES!!!! A couple of times, he's made me get my foot caught in them, and nearly fall over!



                            OK, that's weird!



                            If I throw a ball or something, Jake looks at me like, "OK, I guess you didn't want that".
                            Taz was like that. He didn't care about toys or playing at all. Just sleeping and eating. I bought one of those kong toys you can put food in, and he would only play with it while the food lasted, then walk away. Jake on the other hand, can keep himself entertained for hours with his toys. He has a rubber chicken that squeaks, and he will run back and forth from the living room to the kitchen at lightning speed for like 20 minutes because he likes the way it sqeaks while he runs.

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                            • #15
                              Originally posted by Sparko View Post
                              Taz was like that. He didn't care about toys or playing at all. Just sleeping and eating. I bought one of those kong toys you can put food in, and he would only play with it while the food lasted, then walk away. Jake on the other hand, can keep himself entertained for hours with his toys. He has a rubber chicken that squeaks, and he will run back and forth from the living room to the kitchen at lightning speed for like 20 minutes because he likes the way it sqeaks while he runs.
                              EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE, Jake will go over to his toy bucket and pull out a stuffed animal and toss it in the air, growl at it, wrestle with it for a minute, then walk away like "OK, I did that".
                              The first to state his case seems right until another comes and cross-examines him.

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