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My cat is obsessed with grooming beards. As in…will not stop until you force him off. My partner plays a little game where they fight for kisses. The cat will try to get close and groom his beard and my partner will take advantage of the closeness to smother him in kisses. The cat is not a huge fan of the kisses so they do this thing where they both waver in front of each other like cobras, both trying to find an in to kiss/lick. Sometimes when my partner moves in for a kiss, the cat will lean backwards and turn his face to the side, denying the kiss. Then as soon as my partner backs off, the cat quickly moves forward to lick his beard again. It’s hysterical and I never tire of watching the game.

I have a cat that plays fetch.

It sounds cute, and it is - until he's bringing you q-tips he dug out of the trash to play with.

Our dog does a front leg "handstand" to pee. I assume she peed on her hind legs once and decided keeping feet of the ground is a better plan.

Unusual overall? A lot, since she's a chicken, and they're batshit crazy.

But unusual for a chicken would have to be her habit of cuddling. She doesn't do it often, but when she wants to cuddle she cuddles the hell out of you she pecks my arm until I wrap it around her, then borrows her beak into the crook of my elbow then starts her little content chuckle/purr.

After that, there are only two rules: no touch, only cuddle. And no moving, only cuddle.

Anything else is met with an indignant rage that can't even be matched by a church lady at a strip club getting teabagged. There will be squawking, and you will obey, or suffer the Wrath of Marans (which rhymes with Khan, and the s is silent because it's french).

The Wrath of Marans is mostly just more squawking, followed by angry stomping. But it's terrifying if you squint really hard. Okay, if you squint real hard and pretend you've been shrunk to the size of a particularly small mouse.

The Wrath of Marans can also be doled out for other crimes such as; not surrendering the biscuit, not surrendering the peanuts, not surrendering the completely inedible piece of aluminum foil in your hand, or the absolute worst crime of all; Picking The Chicken Goddess Up to Prevent Her Pecking Things That Will Hurt Her. Which can be elevated to all caps as needed. Which is just the same thing with extra squawking and some growls.

You pull the string, the pointer spins and lands on: The Chicken says BAAAAAWWWWWWK! I WILL EAT YOU, PITIFUL HUMAN!

My dog refuses to poop in our yard. Has no issues in any other, just not at home.

Once, he had a diarhea and wanted outside. I was a couple of times in the span of couple of hours so I thought fuck it, I will use it - I let him out and thought when he can't hold anymore, he will let it out and I will try to make it a training excercise for him to see it's ok. Nope! Had to take him in the end because he was shaking in front of the fence gate, tail between legs, looking at me desperately.

So I had to accept he would rather die than to let poop out in his yard.

My grandfather's cat used to play goalie. She would guard some area, like a doorway and expect us to tty to toss a ball or something through. She'd then catch it and return the ball to us for more.

Both of my cats will never, I mean never, sit on my lap.

One likes to jump from side to side over me when I'm sleeping. She also lets me lay my head on her like a pillow.

One will play fetch like a dog. She will only eat her treats if I throw them.

They both know what push means when I tell them to open the door.

They both love drawers.

I made the mistake of letting my cat drink from a slow stream of running water in my bathroom sink ONE TIME and ever since then the little wench will not allow me to take a shit in peace, within seconds of me closing the bathroom door she starts scratching demanding me to turn the faucet on for her.

I'd buy her a fountain if I didn't know that she would still prefer the sink, in classic asshole cat form.

As far as I was concerned, cats puff up their tails in moments of stress/conflict to make themselves look bigger. My cats tail puffs up when I give him the good pets

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My cat has learned to say “Hello?” when he’s looking for me. It’s like “mherrrro?” It’s kind of amazing.

Sir Kitty was sensitive to the tone of my voice. If I was arguing with my husband, and especially if I was crying, he would come over, get on my lap if he can, and yell at both of us. (RIP July 2020, age 16) Here he is looking like he's comatose.

Pez used to use her front paws to hold her tail up so she could groom it. I know it's not super unusual, but she was the only one of our three who did that. (RIP November 2019, age 17+?) Here she is in the middle of a sneeze.

Murphy likes stinky socks and shoes. (Still kicking at 20+)

I have a rabbit named Saffron that honks when she's excited 🐇📯

My boxer mix gets her wires crossed sometimes and quietly growls at me when she's excited, like when she can tell by my change of clothes that we're about to go for a walk. Sometimes it startles strangers but it's hard to be scared when her tail is wagging. The best part is when the vibration of her own growl tickles her throat and sinuses enough that she makes herself sneeze.

When my little terrier/chihuahua mix was a puppy she would give me a "hug" first thing In the morning. I'd sit up in bed and say "time to go to work" and she would put her front paws around my neck and press her face against mine. She eventually would do it on command. Then she had surgery to correct a luxating patella (knee cap pops out of place) and never did it again.

She also used to drag herself across the carpet with her front legs, back legs dragging behind her. We would call it "swimming".

Being part terrier she is very smart but also stubborn. When our senior dog passed, I taught her lots of tricks. One trick was to ring a bell when she wanted to go outside. I rigged up a donut shapped toy she could paw that was attached to a spring with a bell on it. She refused to ring it. I know she knew what to do, she just refused. When she wanted a treat she would paw the cabinet just like I taught her to paw the bell/toy. Eventually I gave up. Fast forward to a year later. We get another puppy and as soon as I try to teach new dog how to ring the bell she runs over and slams it. From that point on she slams the bell ten times a day.

There are so many.. we've had 8 cats together, 4 currently. One of the younger brothers has his mouth open anytime he's awake. He just walks around like that and he looks stupid, and he is stupid. Dumbest cat I've ever had.

We had him x-rayed when we got his nuts cut this year. Every vet says they can't see anything physiological that would cause this. When he eats he uses his open lower jaw as a shovel then crunches. He sleeps with his mouth closed.

Edit to add- I watched him hunt and eat a camel cricket a couple days ago. He has no problem killing with his jaw, I swear he's just stupid. The vet I last saw jokingly called him a bit below average.

My snake likes to wrap around and ‘strangle’ watches. Not bracelets, just watches.

my cat loves sitting on pillows and even more so on the sheets if the sheets are open. hes hairy and sheds so i dont let him on there but he is quite persistent.

my cat poops before she eats. most cats poop after they eat.

Our little dog used to let out these long, shuddering sighs when she was frustrated. I used to repeat it back to her, and picked up the habit. Even though we had to put her down a year and a half ago, I still occasionally let out her sigh.

My 5yo cat can't sploot. She doesn't know how to, and she doesn't want to (when assisted).

Our family dog learned to pee from a boy dog. She would squat and raise one leg.

My cat only does anything a cat does...friggin weirdo, like licking his ass elaborate when I am eating.

My cat used to sleep on my head / hair.

My dog has a foot fetish. My snake has an armpit fetish. We tend to find them both randomly staring at empty corners. Weird cryptids.

My dog likes to steal things when we're out of the house and leave them on the stairs or on our bed.

She's not a breed that's known for having a particularly soft mouth, their claim to fame is probably the opposite if anything (malinois) so it's kind of impressive when I find an avocado or a martini glass somewhere unexpected without even the slightest bruise.

We joke that they're her "emotional support objects."

I had a cat named Leia (my pets all have Star Wars names) and she would never eat normally. She snatched a piece out of the bowl and sometimes even chased it around the kitchen. This is why I could never give her wet food.

My cat loves to sleep in.

It's common for people to semi-jokingly complain about their cats waking them for food every day. Mine doesn't do that.

If it's the weekend, and I sleep without an alarm, I'll rouse to my cat having joined me in bed, ready for a couple hours of snoozing as the sun comes up.

He's usually down to keep chilling in bed for hours and hours past when I usually feed him.

When fighting her brother, Cerys got him in a headlock with her back legs then reared up and went to fucking town with her forepaws on his head like it was bongos.

My one dog is very special. She likes to sleep with her head under the couch. She was not pleased when we got a new couch that her head wouldn't fit under. She sometimes runs into walls and falls off of sidewalks.

My other dog is entirely disinterested in toys. She does not play with them, ever.

My cat used to go in my bathroom and yowl until I went in and got him. Now he has progressed to just yowling in any room with no people in it.