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My cat has a new obsession: sticking his head out of the cat flap, seeing that it's raining, staying still, coming back in, meowing at me like "Daaad, it's raining" and starting the cycle again.

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  • One time I got ready to head for grad school just like any other day and right before and I realized I forgot to close my shirt drawer and was like huh, I've never forgotten that before. Nine or ten hours later I get back home and Buddy has not come out to greet me, instead I see our other cat Oceanborn, who is quite antisocial. I walk into the bedroom and Oceanborn paces in front of the dresser meowing and my heart sank into my stomach when I realized what I had done. For just a moment I felt so awful but opening that drawer just to see him do an enormous yawn and then a stretch and then jump out all happy, there's something to be said for moments of terror for someone's well-being that instantly turn to pure comedy when you realize they're fine.

    Black cat snuggled up in my black shirts. Later that evening I saw him use his paw to open the dresser drawer and hop in again, so it turns out he had just taught himself a new trick without having the decency to inform me about it.

  • My cat has a new obsession: sticking his head out of the cat flap, seeing that it's raining, staying still, coming back in, meowing at me like "Daaad, it's raining" and starting the cycle again.

    My cat does this, except he goes all the way out, stands under the one leaky bit of the guttering 3 stories up, comes in soaked, yells until you dry him off and repeats. It's gotten to the point we just lock him in if it's raining. That way he yells about being imprisoned for a few minutes then goes and has a nap until the next meal time.

  • My previous cat Harry had shockingly good English comprehension skills. As I was walking out to the car to go get some fried chicken, Harry was milling around near the front door. Fried chicken was his favorite food. I said to him, "Harry, I'm gonna go get some chicken. If you're here when I get back I'll give you some." He sat his fluffy ass down on the spot and when I got back there he sat.

    Another day he was on the far side of the yard. I stuck my head out the door and said "Harry, come here." And he stood up and started ambling in my direction. I said "Come here quicker." And he broke into a trot.

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