Funny other animal stories

[gracebowen]

One day I walked by the red ear slider tank and noticed a baby snake in the tank. I loudly ask why is there a snake in the turtle tank. My brother who had come over to mow came in and Said that's not a snake it's a worm. I said no it's a snake. It has a tongue. He Saud oh I thought it was a worm. The snake was returned to the yard.

 

[JerseyWendy]

+ at the same time. How did the snake get in there? Is it an open top? How big was this 'super' worm? LOL. And the turtles weren't bothered at all by their 'visitor'??

 

[gracebowen]

Oh I forgot to mention he thought the turtles would eat the "worm" he gave them. It was a baby and no they didn't seem fazed.

 

[JerseyWendy]

We made this thread a 'sticky'.

Please - anyone feel free to share your funny animal stories right here.

 

[thekarens]

A couple years ago one of our Maltese keep looking under our stove and digging at it. I didn't think much of it at the time. I just figured she had lost a toy under there.

Well a couple days later I was planning on cooking something with our cast iron skillet. I open the drawer at the bottom of the stove where we kept the skillet and found this:



Needless to say, I screamed and closed the drawer. My wife was gone that evening at painting classes. I called all the exterminators and no one could come out to remove the critter for a couple days.

My wife eventually came home, pulled the drawer all the way out and grabbed him/her with tongs and tossed it outside. I was hiding in the bedroom the whole time.

In the following weeks we discovered 3 baby possums (live) 2 dead rats, rocks and dead roaches in the house.

This (cute one on the left) had been bringing them all in through the dog door.

 

[JerseyWendy]

Holy smokes, Karen! No, I'm NOT laughing! I think I would have screamed like a little girl.

 

[thekarens]

Holy smokes, Karen! No, I'm NOT laughing! I think I would have screamed like a little girl.

I did scream like a girl and made my very girly wife handle it while I cowered in the bedroom refusing to come out until she assured me it was gone.

 

[sunblaze]

pahaha! loved the possum story =)

My mother once informed me that when i was little we had a goldfish, one of those poor little guys you win in a bag from the carnival (it was the 80's). Well this fish, bubbles, had been fished out his bowl twice by the cat and survived to which it was renamed lucky. Then one morning my mother comes downstairs to see me at age 2 sat on the floor with the empty fish bowl between my legs, i apparently look up at my mother with an orange scaled grin and say "mummy i eat fish finger"......poor lucky =(

 

[Kiwibird]

I also "won" one of those goldfish at a school carnival in first or second grade (and my mom was less than pleased when I came out to the car with it). Well after a couple months of begging, my mom finally let me get "Fish" (I'm not real creative with names lol) and friend- a glass fish named "Glassy" (did I mention, names, not my strong suit).

Well, Glassy and Fish were in a simple little tank on my desk. While my mom made me clean it every single weekend, there was no filtration or anything fancy for the tank. They lived on my desk quite happily for several years. One year we went on a vacation for over a week and while the bird sitter fed them, she didn't clean them. When we got home, Glassy was belly up, presumed dead from the dirty water. Poor Glassy was netted and just before we flushed the toilet, he came back to life IN THE TOILET! After that "experience", poor Glassy unfortunately got stuck in the tank decoration not long after and died for real, but Fish lived on. Every so often, Fish jumped out of the tank at night, but I usually heard him flopping on my desk and put him back. One night though, he jumped out and landed on the carpet. That was about the time I realized fish were just not for me. I'm also glad they don't give out live animals to little children as prizes anymore and that the pet stores carry better "starter kits" now than a bowl with some rocks and a castle so providing better care is easier for "novices".

 

[sunblaze]

yeah it is a shame... the little town i live in still has them as prizes in the same carnival that was coming to town all those years ago.

 

[gracebowen]

I went somewhere a couple of days ago. I drove about 3 miles and got on the freeway. I'm accelerating to get up to speed when I saw a leaf blowing in my window by the wiper. Then I realized the leaf was movingand it wwas in fact a dark brown lizard. So I popped my 4 ways, slowed down to 40, and took the next exit. I found a nice grassy area for him. I'm sure he didn't plan on moving but I hope he likes his new home.

 

[Meggj]

Not a particularly long story but we have a burrowing owl who likes to play dead. She will just drop off the perch onto he back and lay there pretending to be dead. I usually say to her then come on get up you silly bird' and she will just hop back up onto the perch and act like nothing happened. She did it on my hand once, just laid down on my arm on her back pretending to be dead. The kids all find it hilarious but it scares the life out of me still every time.

 

[ToMang07]

SO many.... my favorite tho:

Quick backstory, my mutt is a bit of a chit hound, so if he's left un-watched he tends to help himself to the fudge vending machines.

So I'm sitting alone at home, on the computer, headphones on, playing a video game. I would tend to make Spot lay down on the floor behind/beside me, just so I can keep an eye on him. Well, I'm there for probably 30-40 minutes, and in the middle of my game I notice the dog gets up, rather quickly, and looks around, looks at me, then proceeds to walk into the kitchen and go to his kennel/cage. I thought nothing of it, since there was no food out, nothing to get into, and I just figured he was tired.

For about 10 seconds.

Then the most God-awful, stomach wrenching, foul sewage smelling odor did a Chuck Norris roundhouse kick to my face.

No, he didn't take a dump.

He apparently ate ?something? that apparently gave him REALLY bad gas. My dog crop-dusted me and left the room.

He's a dink.

 

[spaceparrot]

Well, I have a story about my lizard, Dobbie, who is a beaded dragon.

Once I told him that Christmas was coming as it was close to the holiday. Well, Dobbie looked out the window as if he thought Christmas was a person coming up the driveway! And then he looked at me when I started laughing as if to say: "That was a dirty, rotten trick, mom."

(R.I.P. lil guy)

 

[Minimaker]

Well a couple days later I was planning on cooking something with our cast iron skillet. I open the drawer at the bottom of the stove where we kept the skillet and found this:



Needless to say, I screamed and closed the drawer. My wife was gone that evening at painting classes. I called all the exterminators and no one could come out to remove the critter for a couple days.

My wife eventually came home, pulled the drawer all the way out and grabbed him/her with tongs and tossed it outside. I was hiding in the bedroom the whole time.

We actually raised a trio of baby possums for awhile after someone asked us to take them when their mother was killed on the highway. They weren't far from being on their own anyway so it was a short stay for them. They are pretty funny little things, they sway back and forth hissing as if to say "Stay back, I'm big and bad!" when they are anything but. There are no close rehab centers and I have cousins who run one but it's the next state over from us-so we finished them out ourselves. They were funny, all bluster and no fight.

 

[Sean21]

I used to have a soccer net in my garden but my dog got tangled up and I Had to cut him out.

 

[BeatriceC]

I grew up mostly in a smallish part of extreme southwest Miami Dade county that's primarily agricultural/agri-business, and on the edge of the Everglades. I have wild critter stories I could tell for days.

My favorite one, though, is not from my childhood. I have a brother that's about six months younger than my youngest son. One day I was at my parents' house and my kids and my brother were outside playing, and by playing, I mean mostly digging for worms. At some point, my brother comes running into the house shouting "Bea!, Bea!, look at this REALLY BIG worm I found!" Now, my mother has a severe phobia of snakes. She was in the next room over and my brother was hell bent to go show her the really big worm. I had a delicate operation to slow down a four year old without raising my voice and without alerting my mother to the fact that there was now a snake in her house.

The next question, of course, is how on earth did he catch that thing. They're not called "little black racers" because they're slow.

 

[Terry57]

Last night we fixed dinner to eat in the bedroom, and when we brought it in I couldn't find my full water bottle. I figured I'd just left it somewhere and got a glass instead.
A couple of hours later I was lying in bed reading, when I was suddenly soaked. The pups had managed to not only get my water bottle off the bedside table but they also removed the lid. My husband was already asleep and had no idea because only my side of the bed got wet.
It's funny today but I was not amused last night...haha