Charles2222
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ORIGINAL: Prince of Eckmühl Cats have two huge things going for them: They can be properly cared for with a minimum amount of time spent on the job. They are inexpensive to care for. Stilll, I loves my dog Randy. He can sense my mood better than any human that I've ever crossed paths with. For instance, he knows not to come in my office when I'm working, so he sits just outside with his paused crossed and his chin resting atop them. If I turn around and glance his way, he'll wag his tail. If we make eye contact his tail will wag more vigorously. And if I smile at him, well, all sixty pounds of him lands in my lap. That's him off to the left, BTW. PoE (aka ivanmoe) Funny, but this reminds me of this black/white blue-eyed Siberian Husky I had for a few years. You would be minding your own business playing a computer game for maybe a couple of hours at a stretch and have him in the house. On occasion he would sit to my back left and do absolutely nothing. He could do this so quietly you wouldn't know he was there. Then you manage to turn your head slightly to that side and it scares you often enough because you never heard him come in. The other thing he used to do was somewhat the opposite. It was pretty funny. He would walk behind you and place his head to the right of my mouse hand. Then he would just keep standing there like that, getting in my way. Then to make it even worse, after a while he might take a deep breath and huff, and then turn his eyes as far as he could get them to look at you sideways but keeping his head straight. And then, the ultimate. He didn't do this last trick necessarily because he had tried the others ones and failed, but this could come at random. Sometimes his just firstly putting his mouth by my hand would alarm me, because, again, he would often come in without a sound. Well the absolute worst of it was the sometimes he would resort to throwing his tongue out such as to moisten his lips, which of course would lick my hand. Boy that was annoying. There were often times where he would put his head there, and I would push his head slightly away. Then he would put his head right back. Then I would push it away. He would put it back. Then I would get his whole neck and move him several feet from the spot, and back he would go. It was pretty funny. It got to be a game a lot of the time, as he would sit there and I would talk to him, saying things like "You know what's fixing to happen don't you? Yesssssssss". Then we would start staring at each other, him with his sideways stare, just waiting to see who would break first. Of course usually it was me, because in those circumstances he would inevitably resort to the lick and then it was war!
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