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Jul 27, 2009 22:35:11 GMT -5
Post by GoblinQueen on Jul 27, 2009 22:35:11 GMT -5
I so want one of these. oh...and a fish. lol.
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Jul 28, 2009 1:21:23 GMT -5
Post by The Late Mitchell Warren on Jul 28, 2009 1:21:23 GMT -5
Just goes to prove every being, even the most simple, can be controlled and manipulated. Err...that's a good thing, right? hehehe, that is really cool though. Fish are our friends. ;D
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Jul 30, 2009 8:52:28 GMT -5
Post by sapphiresavvy on Jul 30, 2009 8:52:28 GMT -5
Fish and birds scare me. Their little soulless dinosaur eyes say "I will eat you when I have the chance." Brrrrrrrr.
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Jul 30, 2009 14:00:08 GMT -5
Post by karlsie on Jul 30, 2009 14:00:08 GMT -5
My little birds say, "don't touch me! You're ugly!" Rotten little cockatiels. I feed them, give them treats and clean their cage. This is how they treat me.
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Jul 30, 2009 15:13:40 GMT -5
Post by The Late Mitchell Warren on Jul 30, 2009 15:13:40 GMT -5
Hahah that's true. The birds I used to have would definitely eat me if given the opportunity. In fact, I'm not convinced they weren't communicating amongst themselves a conspiracy to overthrow me.
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Jul 30, 2009 15:26:06 GMT -5
Post by GoblinQueen on Jul 30, 2009 15:26:06 GMT -5
LOL really??
The only bird I've ever had was a parakeet named Tweety. She loved me and gave me kisses. She'd even bring me some of her seed to share, and learned to laugh! It was a little scary to hear maniacal laughter in the middle of the night though! I'm pretty sure she wouldn't eat me given the chance.....maybe peck me a little haha.
Fish have never seemed like good pets to me, when I think pets...I think something you can actually pet. But I dunno....watching them do their little tricks is awful cute. Fido the goldfish! If I can't get my pug due to the high cost of pet rent...I might have to sneek a fish in haha
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Jul 30, 2009 16:15:53 GMT -5
Post by karlsie on Jul 30, 2009 16:15:53 GMT -5
My cockatiels aren't carnivorous, although i'm not as sure about my geese. I haven't seen them eat meat yet, but they always act like they want a bit of leg.
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Jul 30, 2009 21:20:15 GMT -5
Post by GoblinQueen on Jul 30, 2009 21:20:15 GMT -5
My kitty liked to gnaw on me... my turtles mistook fingers for shimp on more then one occasion too...my snake almost got me once, but I miraculously dodged that one. My bird and my beta fish never seemed out to get me though.
However chickens and geese are evil. I have had geese walk all the way around a pond just to come over and take a snap at me. Don't get me started on the chickens. Mitch is only a non-believer because he has not witnessed the terrible hate chickens have for me. I must have been a fox in another life haha
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Jul 30, 2009 21:21:01 GMT -5
Post by GoblinQueen on Jul 30, 2009 21:21:01 GMT -5
oooooooooooooh! I'm a full member now! joy
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Jul 31, 2009 21:06:51 GMT -5
Post by GoblinQueen on Jul 31, 2009 21:06:51 GMT -5
So what was y'alls favorite pet ever? just curious how many people are dog vs cat people? (starting up that old argument!lol)
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Jul 31, 2009 22:17:41 GMT -5
Post by grainnerhuad on Jul 31, 2009 22:17:41 GMT -5
Geese are evil and only Roosters are bad chickens really, but that is their job. I once knew a man who had to have plastic surgery after an attack from his "loverboy" parrot of 20 years. You know that parrot was plotting My favorite pet, cats, completely untrainable and snotty but highly self sufficient, Open toilets and a ripped open bag of costco cat food and you can go on vacation with no kenneling worries.
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Aug 1, 2009 2:41:30 GMT -5
Post by karlsie on Aug 1, 2009 2:41:30 GMT -5
I suppose i'm a dog person. Dogs make the best traveling companions, and will adjust to any type of condition as long as they're with their owners. Dogs also display distinct, varied personality traits. I like my cats pretty well, but they don't watch television or keep guard for Nazi's. Nor do they run to get their lease when they see me getting ready to go somewhere.
Geese are definitely evil. They think they are responsible for every beneficial thing they receive, from the sunshine to the water dish i fill for them each day. Their great honks have caused the skies to supplicate their needs. I'm nothing more than someone who invades their territory.
I like chickens a lot, especially araucana's, bantams, and Polish Top Hats. Chickens make soft cooing noises when they are content. In the middle of the shed, surrounded by plump hens on their nests, their chirps sound like music. I had a favorite Top Hat rooster once, named Zulu. I think i should write about his antics sometime; maybe in a Trapper Jim story. He had the whole neighborhood afraid, but ultimately he tackled something a little too big; a pizza truck. Don't feel too bad, it was several years ago, and the few years he was around (chickens don't have long life spans anyway) he presented some very entertaining experiences.
I also like ferrets a lot. They are hilarious to watch and the things it occurs to them to get into are amazing. The only problem, besides the fact that they are notorious thieves that hide everything bright and shiny, is that they are a lot of work to clean up after. You can teach them to use a litter box, like a cat, but they soil it pretty fast. It has to be cleaned every day. My ferret is turning into an old girl now and i keep wondering if i should get a youngster to raise up or just let it alone and call my ferret experiences good.
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Aug 1, 2009 14:08:53 GMT -5
Post by Maya on Aug 1, 2009 14:08:53 GMT -5
Geez you guys. I feel really lacking in the pet department, aside from the few kitties I've had as a child, and a couple of fair won goldfish that died because we never purchased a tank with an actual filtration system I can't really say I'm a pet guru. My father used to bring cats home to kill the NYC mice that you can't run away from. They weren't really the kind you'd want to cuddle with. But I truly love cats, their distinct eyes, feline features, remarkable beauty, intelligent minds, like Grainne said, pretty much independent and maintenance free.
After I got married, I dealt with my husband's obsession for Golden Finches and Canaries. I hated them, I mean one cage is cute, but twelve in one apartment is just sick. It was soul scarring having to bear with dead birds every now and then. I loathe the idea of caged birds, why deprive them of the best freedom in the world? Their birth right, the ability to fly? It's not fair, all for the purpose of a selfish human enjoying their chirping? Go outside and watch birds, get up early. I remember cooking one night and forgetting to take the cooking oil off the burner, black smoke filled the apartment ceilings, to my horror lay two beautiful dead Golden Finches. I had 16 birds at one time, my husband was a non-monetary gaining amateur breeder. Most eventually died or were given away. I studied and read about the birds and would inject olive oil into their bottoms when an egg was stuck due to egg binding. I would rub their bellies when they would breathe heavy or puffed from illness. Aside from mating season, Finches have to be separated or one would end up killing the other. Canaries are the ideal love partners and heartwarming to observe. They coo and pet each other, while the male sings lullabyes to his mate and the female reciprocates with a soft hum. However, I couldn't handle their wrath. It nearly killed me. I was miserable, I truly felt that they should be out among the trees enjoying life the way nature intended. I wanted to set them free, but my husband said that it would only lead to their demise since they lacked outdoor survival skills. Overall, we purchased our home and have been bird free for four years, until recently, my sister-in-law wanted to surprise her brother with two Golden Finches, she brought them over about two weeks ago, and one just died last week. The female pecked at him until she lost him. I cried. It broke my heart. What a rerun.
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Aug 1, 2009 19:12:48 GMT -5
Post by sapphiresavvy on Aug 1, 2009 19:12:48 GMT -5
I second the vote that "geese are evil." They truly are.
I love cats; I love dogs. I had a beautiful, nearly-silent cat named Cairo who was a brindle shorthair, and only would occasionally "meep!" in a very high pitch. I loved her more than anything.
I also had a roly-poly fatbag of an alley cat named Baron, who was black and white.
Now I have one of Karla's "Nazi dogs"....LOL. A German Shepherd who is just a big, dumb lump for the kids to jump on. I love her tremendously. Her name is Gryphon and she is truly the family pet, whereas the cats were mine. I love the feeling of her furry, warm body near me in bed on cold nights.
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Aug 2, 2009 1:39:39 GMT -5
Post by karlsie on Aug 2, 2009 1:39:39 GMT -5
Maya, it sounds to me like you know quite a bit about finches and canaries. My sentiments about caged birds are the same as yours. They have wings. They were meant to fly. Unfortunately, the pet trade of budgies and parrots have created as your husband observed, domestic strains that wouldn't be able to survive if let loose. It seems sad to me. I didn't really choose to own the cockatiels. They were given to me. I put them in the biggest cage i could find, and since they pretty much like each other better than they do me, i don't try to train them.
I do like birds, though, especially birds in the wild. They show remarkable intelligence. Many species, like ravens, jays and even chick-a-dees, are problem solvers. They actually premeditate plans to arrive at their objective. Birds are also ferocious about guarding their young. I've seen sparrows chase ravens for attacking their nests and i've seen sea gulls go after eagles for the same reason.
Savvy, my first "Nazi" dog was a Rottweiler, which has very similar thinking patterns to German Shepard's. Chompers was very fond of watching television, especially if there were other dogs, wolves or coyotes involved. He even tried to pick out what he perceived as a very poorly behaved dog from the screen. He developed a distaste for Nazi's after watching "the Pianist." The loud voices and bombing scared him so badly, he hid behind my back, his head buried in the throw pillows. After that, he began keeping sentry duty at the windows, looking for Nazi's. If he was slacking at the job, all we had to do was ask him if he'd found any Nazi's today, and he would return to his job of watching out the windows. Frankly, he became a little paranoid. He perceived Nazi stray dogs, Nazi cats, Nazi moose, Nazi squirrels and Nazi ravens, but he didn't seem to be very good at flushing out human Nazi's.
My Brittany Spaniel has recently taken up Nazi guard duty, although the only thing he has wrestled into submission is a stuffed cat we call his Nazi kitty. Nazi kitty must go every where with him, but it also must be casually punished. It's missing its ears, its eyes, its nose and its mouth, and recently lost its tail.
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