Marco Polaris |
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Hoi, been there -- was "awarded" with a stray kitten whose mother was apparently eaten by a dog--she might be a feral, though she was raised very young. She's gone through half a deck of "D&D skirmish" cards one day when I was out, she's nipped the tail off of a dracolich mini, and eaten half the trident of my Pathfinder storm giant figurine. Fortunately she's never gone after my RPG books, though she makes short work out of any other paper or cardboard I leave lying around, and I have to keep my plastic miniatures up on the closet shelf.
Fun fact--when she's bored, she still goes into the closet and meows piteously at them, as if trying to coax them down to play.
KestrelZ |
So far the cat hasn't been destructive, yet some friends encouraged the cat to bat the dice thinking it would provide lucky rolls. Before this, dice were safe. After this, dice better be in a container or else wind up being batted by the cat until it ends up under furniture.
Lord Gadigan |
Back years ago, I had a hamster that got out of its cage one night and managed to eat a decent share of a miniature calendar that hadn't been hung up.
On the opposite end of the spectrum, I had a guinea pig who was massively terrified of peaches and would run and hide if he noticed one, only returning to normal after the peach (and any lingering peach scent) were removed from his proximity.
Sissyl |
Back years ago, I had a hamster that got out of its cage one night and managed to eat a decent share of a miniature calendar that hadn't been hung up.
On the opposite end of the spectrum, I had a guinea pig who was massively terrified of peaches and would run and hide if he noticed one, only returning to normal after the peach (and any lingering peach scent) were removed from his proximity.
What CR does that make a peach?
captain yesterday |
our Beagle would grab one of our daughter's american girl dolls and sit in the window and wait for us to come home, after a few hours he would grab a barbie doll and chew its arms off.
he did this until he did it to her favorite barbie doll, she was so upset i told her she could throw away his favorite humping bear, he hasn't done it since:-)
and yes we tried putting up a dog gate and closing her door, didn't work, the gate would be down and the door open! he's also kind enough to unlock our door for us before we get home, which he can sense.
there is a great show somewhere (Nature i think, we saw it on Hulu) where they say one of the reason humans have an almost symbiotic relationship with dogs is because we have almost identical body language and facial expressions.
Rynjin |
Rynjin wrote:Did it fry or was it gotten rid of so they wouldn't have to keep replacing cords?In 3rd grade we had a hamster as a class pet. He liked to escape from his cage during class.
His favorite food was power cords, especially computer ones.
One day we no longer had a hamster.
That is a question only Mrs. Brown knows the answer to. All I know is, I came in one morning, and the hamster was gone. We didn't get another.
limsk |
I've always had dogs around the house, 2-3 at any time, sometimes a couple more when neighbors, friends and family needed a dogsitter.
For a time you could tell which shoes were mine at any function because every pair had looked like they were gnawed on (they were). Even those in the cupboard because the clever SOBs even managed to get them open before I used bungie cords to secure them.
The only one time I was genuinely angry at them was when they presented me with the carcass of the neighbors cat when I came home from work...
The Indescribable |
I've always had dogs around the house, 2-3 at any time, sometimes a couple more when neighbors, friends and family needed a dogsitter.
For a time you could tell which shoes were mine at any function because every pair had looked like they were gnawed on (they were). Even those in the cupboard because the clever SOBs even managed to get them open before I used bungie cords to secure them.
The only one time I was genuinely angry at them was when they presented me with the carcass of the neighbors cat when I came home from work...
:O Oh s&+%
Calex |
The only one time I was genuinely angry at them was when they presented me with the carcass of the neighbors cat when I came home from work..
They only killed ONE? Pshaw. We had a Shepard/Collie mix who was a cat killer. And an old man next door who hated cats and would toss them over the fence for our dog to.."play"...with.