Silly or embarrassing situations your pet has got you into

Silly or embarrassing situations your pet has got you into

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solo2

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858 posts

146 months

Wednesday 19th August 2015
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Just laughing here at my rather strange Ragdoll cross cat that has a thing for playing with the water jet from my fountain which reminded me of an embarrassing moment my first set of cats got me into

I adopted three siblings who were all ex breeder and at almost three years old had spent all their lives in cages. So of course they'd not experienced the great outdoors. So the shyest and most stupid of the three jumped a few feet onto my neighbours brick wall and about the same again over the fence into the next garden.

An hour later she was crying to come home but was not used to nor yet fit enough to jump the 6 feet over the fence back again. I had to knock on the door of the recently moved into house and ask the new owners if I could have my cat back. I was mortified

Xtriple129

1,148 posts

156 months

Wednesday 19th August 2015
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I'm a cripple (that does have a bearing I promise) and walk badly with a stick. However, I try to go out every day and walk the dogs on a large grassy area with a shallow stream at the side. I have two dogs: Phoebe who is a black lab (also a cripple!) and Chester... well, Chester is a Basset (sort of) and fat and stupid.

This day we met a lovely lady with an equally lovely dog of indeterminate breed who had been playing with his ball and it had gone in the stream. Now, normally any dog would have been straight in and retrieved it - Phoebe does it all the time - but this poor chap had just joined our club (cripples) by having his front leg amputated. He was doing really well and was happy but he didn't fancy going down the bank to get his hall so was just sat there, crying.

I tried convincing Phoebe that the ball (which was in plain sight) was hers and to go and fetch it, but as her ball was firmly clenched between her teeth, it was a hard sell... so there was nothing for it but for me to go and fetch it...

I got to the bottom of the trench and was straddling both banks and my stick was in the stream to balance me while I 'fished' for the ball with the plastic ball launcher thing I use to chuck Phoebes ball. The situation was... precarious!

It was at this point that the fat, stupid thing I laughingly refer to as a 'dog' Chester, fired his three brain cells into galvanic action and wondered what I was doing. He thundered down the bank and hit me right in the left knee (which doesn't work) and so I fell... face first straight in the stream!

The woman was so busy laughing at me she didn't even say 'thank you' when I handed her the soaking wet ball. It was a cold day and I had a long, squelchy walk back to the car.

GT03ROB

13,210 posts

220 months

Wednesday 19th August 2015
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just existing.......


surveyor

17,768 posts

183 months

Wednesday 19th August 2015
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At the seaside on a convenient rail dog cocks leg up against a convenient pole. I wish he'd not misjudgement his alignment and actually lined up with the chap next to the pole. Fortunately he's not much good at saving his wee up.....

FailHere

779 posts

151 months

Wednesday 19th August 2015
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Quite a few years ago I lived in the centre of Cardiff, across from me was Bute Park, very handy for walking the dogs. One day my walk coincided with high security on the park. There was a summit in Cardiff of European Leaders, which included several photo opportunities for the various leaders and other hangers on. I was allowed into the park at the bottom end away from Cardiff Castle where some sort of shindig was going on. There were an awful lot of uniformed police and various police dogs patrolling. Into this I brought my two dogs, at the time I had a German Shepherd and a Springer Spaniel, they blended in well with the police dogs and fortunately I was dressed in black, so blended in with the police.

Lucy the Shepherd was always sensible and never went far from me, Tess the spaniel was less sensible. Tess was enjoying her run off the lead and suddenly spotted a gathering of people in the distance, up near the castle. Being a sociable dog she took off up the park and despite me calling her headed straight for the group and proceeded to introduce herself by jumping all over the gathered security and dignitaries, including Nelson Mandela.

At this point I turned my back and pretended she was not with me. Fortunately she was not arrested and neither was I, she did eventually run back to me. Hopefully they thought she was a badly behaved police dog.

bexVN

14,682 posts

210 months

Wednesday 19th August 2015
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Looking after a vets jrt for a few days, walking her on the beach all going well until I saw her run over to some fishermen. Then she sniffed the bag behind them and cocked her (yes, her) leg!!

I am ashamed to say, as they didn't look round, that I signalled her back and quickly walked off. I was a lot younger then and was also a bit stunned.

Of course there was the time (the only time this happened) when Jimmy my whippet took (carefully) a biscuit from a toddlers hand. Cue my profuse apologies to the parents who were completely chilled about it and one puzzled youngster, he had no idea what had just happened!

Willy Nilly

12,511 posts

166 months

Wednesday 19th August 2015
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I went to Ag college and thy had a horse department with a particularly stuck up groom running it. One weekend I went home and took my JRT back to college to introduce him to my mates. He had a sniff around to check everything was ok and to his liking then by way of finishing the job cocked his legs against a hay net which the stuck up groom almost immediately sat on.

We got really good a rabbit coursing at night with a lamp too. We never caught anything but both hunter and hunted got a good workout.

I miss him every day.

kev b

2,708 posts

165 months

Wednesday 19th August 2015
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Our large rabbit ran free all day in the garden, spending a lot of time digging under the bushes near the fence.

The nice old next door neighbour called me over to see why he had just sunk into his slabbed patio, turned out the rabbit had tunnelled under his garden and excavated a large chamber which the slabs fell into.

It took 3 barrows of soil to fill the hole in, the rabbit was furious and tried to re- dig the tunnel, we had to fill it in each night until she gave up.

Hooli

32,278 posts

199 months

Thursday 20th August 2015
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rofl At some of these.


HTP99

22,443 posts

139 months

Thursday 20th August 2015
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Humphrey; my Pug who sadly died a few years ago, was a babe magnet; women love a Pug, however he had a habit of having a massive turnout right by their feet just as they were cooing and fussing over him.

Edited by HTP99 on Thursday 20th August 14:46

Ste1987

1,798 posts

105 months

Thursday 20th August 2015
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One of my chinchillas is a bh for hiding. One day she got behind the kitchen unit. I was relieved to find the panels at the bottom could be unclipped. Even so, still spent a good half hour trying to catch her!

FailHere

779 posts

151 months

Thursday 20th August 2015
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A couple more.

My sister used to have a black mongrel rescue called Judy, we referred to her as a pedigree black bin dog, as she was the type of dog you always used to see in town centres ripping bin bags open. Judy liked going out in any vehicle she could, her favourite being the Land Rover as she could go for a ride sitting in the middle, with a person each side, life got no better. One day she had invited herself out with me (I'd made the mistake of leaving the car on the drive with the roof off and she was already sat in it when I went to go out). Things were fine until we got into town and I had to stop in traffic at which point Judy gently leaned over the cut-away door and threw up onto the pavement, in front of a bus-stop, where people were sat waiting. The only thing I had to clear it up was a newspaper. It was not a fun job, especially as there were a couple of children gagging at the sight/smell, threatning to add more to the pile.

A previous Springer to Tess was Penny, I think she was previously owned by a poacher, she used to come around work visits with me quite often. Normally she was well behaved, one day I was on site having a full and frank exchange of views with a contractor and his foreman. A Morgan is not the most secure car to leave a dog in, even with the hood up and sidescreens on, Penny had got fed-up waiting and decided to join us, having slid the sidescreen open. As the argument was progressing a brown and white dog shot past us straight into a muddy pond that had formed on site. A very brown dog came back to greet us and say hello. I dragged her back to the car and chucked her in so I could finish my discussion; it's difficult trying to maintain the high ground when your dog has just plastered everyone with mud. When I got back to the car she had had a shake and the entire interior was covered in muddy splatters. Luckily I had her towel in there which I sat on, after wiping enough of the windscreen to see out.

Autopilot

1,298 posts

183 months

Thursday 20th August 2015
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Our male Dobermann is a crafty so and so, a real expert at opening doors and baby gates, even the ones that many of our visitors can't operate. He never really tries to get in to our room but one day when we had a group of friends over, he decided now was good a time as any to go and have a look around.

He found a female massage device which for some strange reason happens to be shaped just like a male member. He was obviously very intrigued by this device and decided to bring it in to the living room to show everybody.

That bone had been buried a number of times previously, but the dog seems to want to do it in the literal sense and tried to bury it in the garden. Oh how our visitors laughed!

Jasandjules

69,825 posts

228 months

Thursday 20th August 2015
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Hmm, nowhere near as funny as those above (especially the scuba dive without kit)...

But:

My dogs are LGDs. This means if there is a threat, they will "eliminate" that threat. One day my girl is off lead and having a great time in the fields, when she suddenly shoots off to say hello to a collie. Unfortunately, it transpires this dog was aggressive. Which means I ran 200 yards over a field to find an owner wondering WTF to do and my dog laying across the collie pinning it to the floor - containing the threat if you will... I had to apologise rather a lot..

Not embarrassing for me as such, but one of my boys went to Crufts. During the Champ shows he was good as gold, parading around like a star and winning. A lot... So off to Crufts we go and our handler gees him up and then takes him into the ring. Where he decides it is game time, and starts to leap all over the show and play with the lead - no longer the proud lean mean show machine (that he really isn't)... Other owners were embarrassed for us - I guess if we took it seriously we would have been too, but we thought it was hilarious - he was having the time of his life bouncing around the show ring and showing off..... Unsurprisingly, he didn't win!! But later on he was getting loads of cuddles and belly rubs from people so all was well (he would lay across the aisle so people had to give him attention to get past...)..

Mexican cuties

686 posts

121 months

Thursday 20th August 2015
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This is tia showing friends and family what she did to cute old bagpuss,

Miss her xx

Mexican cuties

686 posts

121 months

Thursday 20th August 2015
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This is tia showing friends and family what she did to cute old bagpuss,

Miss her xx

Petrol Only

1,592 posts

174 months

Friday 21st August 2015
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Nothing to compete with these stories. But a couple spring to mind.

The time Seb decided to piss on the rear wheel of a nearly new Ferrari. I'd have quickly skittled off. No such luck the owner arrived just in time to see him in all his glory. They laughed came over to fuss Seb who being young and only having rescued him a few weeks ago promptly jumped up to great said person and plonked two nice muddy paw prints on his nice white shirt. I wanted the ground to swallow me up! Chap remains calm still and informs me he has 3 crazy hounds at home. Have a quick chat about dogs/cars and that was that. Thank god he was a doggie person smile


Seb is a 25kg 40mph sledgehammer with tunnel vision for a tennis ball with only a handful of brain cells to process these abilities.Was enjoying playing chase with a small terrier. The terriers owner had a young daughter age about 8. Terrier makes a sharp turn. Not Seb. Cleans up the poor girl and knocks her into the pond. Those few seconds before an eruption of laughter from mum/dad/friends lasted an eternity. Life lesson father said should have been paying attention! Poor girl was feeding the ducks at the time.


Tango13

8,398 posts

175 months

Saturday 22nd August 2015
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I used to look after a mates Hi-Fi shop when he went on holiday, it also meant taking care of his Old English Sheep dog.

The dog was a delight to take care of, every morning I'd take her for a walk, perfect behaviour on the lead, friendly and gentle with young children that wanted to fuss her. When she was off the lead she never roamed far, would walk to heel and had perfect recall.

About four doors along from where his his shop used to be there is a proper old school real ale pub, no music, no lager, wooden floor and a different sized hound in every corner so needless to say his Old English was a frequent and well known visitor.

On the Saturday night I'd been out for a few beers and as it was past midnight I decided to give the dog a final walk. She was disappointed to discover the pub was closed but plodded on quite happily, ran round the field a bit then stuck to my heel like glue for the walk back using a different route through the town centre, as the town centre was quiet and pedestrianised I decided not to bother with her lead until we got to the road.

Big Mistake! I had forgotton that the biggest pub/night club in town had a 2 am licence and we had to walk past it on our route home.

The dog took off like she was in full afterburner and was straight through the doors before the bouncers could ask WTF? Now this dog liked people, she met people that visited the shop every day, being friendly to people was her whole raison d'etre.

You can imagine how happy she was to be in a pub with upwards of 2-300 people! She wanted to be everybodies new best friend and she wanted to everybodies new best friend all at once. Trying to befriend 2-300 people all at the same time means you have to run about a bit, on a polished wooden floor, a floor that had been well lubricated with an evenings' with of spilt drinks.

Total fking chaos ensued!

The dog was running about meeting and greeting faster than a politician on speed, three bouncers were trying to capture the dog, none of them had any grip on the floor and were sliding about like a Tokyo drift club on ice, people and bottles were flying in every direction and I'm stood out front next to the head bouncer who was about 6' 5" and 20st wishing the ground would open up and swallow me whole.

After an eternity three very frazzled bouncers escorted the dog to the front door where I attached her lead and mumbled an apology. Fortunately the head bouncer had a sense of humour and laughed it off on the grounds that he prefered to deal with friendly dogs as opposed to agressive drunks.



bexVN

14,682 posts

210 months

Saturday 22nd August 2015
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^^now that is epic rofl

Z4monster

1,440 posts

259 months

Sunday 23rd August 2015
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My old Cairn Terrier, Hamish, wasn't very friendly to other dogs. So when we met my neighbour walking his soft as anything Staffy, he was more than a little wound up.
The other dog was really nice and just wandered away but Hamish took umbridge at it and decided to claim the owner for his own by pissing up the back of his trouser legs.
As we were chatting at the time I never noticed for about 5 seconds and he'd fairly soaked his pants by then. I quickly reprimanded Hamish and made my apologies and continued home.
I don't think my neighbour ever noticed and certainly never mentioned it to me but I always kept away from him after that just in case the dog wanted another go.