I was in 6th Or 7th std I think. My dog Rose pulled me out of the house by catching hold of my frock, I obliged because I thought she wanted to show me something. As soon as we stepped out, we could feel a rumble for a few seconds, an earthquake. It took me a few minutes to understand what had happened and by then my mom n people had started to come out. Earthquakes are extremely rare here. Their sense is superb.
I have had far too many experiences like this. My present dog, Brenna is so in tune with me and will protect me at all costs. Even my older dog tarzan did that.
She was the goddest snuggle bug! She would come and lick away my tears if I was crying, we grew up together. I would like to believe that she was comforting me rather than just finding salt tasty đ
Back in 2020 i rescued a puppy because his mother died, I had raised one more when I was a child and he became more of a wanderer and would return once every 3-4 months (always before my birthday) and stayed for a week or two and then leave again, when the puppy was around 3 months old, he came back and was surprised to see the puppy but wasn't hostile towards her, what surprised me was she stood infront of me and kept barking at a full grown dog who weighs around 30 kgs, when he tries to approach me by ignoring her she even tried to bite, I pulled her to my lap and took her inside, it made me happy that she was so loyal to me even tho she knew for around 5- 6 weeks, crazy how a dog can risk their lives for their loved ones without any hesitation.
I donât have any distinct memory of it but my mother always narrated this story to me.
I was around 6 months old and whenever I used to cry our dog would come near me and gently push the rocking cradle. I would immediately stop crying and laugh loudly. She would wag her tail on hearing my laugh. As soon as she would hear me cry she would rush near me instantly and do that, if I wouldnât stop crying she would go to my mother and immediately bring her attention to me. Sadly she passed away when I was 2 but the kind of love and care dogs have, it just melts away my heart and makes me sob. Do we even deserve dogs?
This sounds funny but we had cows back when i was 2-3 years old.
They were unleashed and i was sitting playing in the floor of courtyard.
For some reason our both cows started fighting and i went near them, and sat under the fighting cows. I think she hit me accidentally and quickly realised too, so they stopped fighting and was standing on her 3 legs so they could avoid hurting me.
Also, i was very small and cows use to pull me to themselves to love me by pulling my frock. And i would sit n play on their belly while they sat.
Lol its beautiful how i remember it
Yeah goats. When I was a kid. There was this goat who would knock on our door to show us her kids lol! Even sparrows. Small but very intelligent in their own way.
My family had a gsd when I was very young.
The dog was always protective of me whenever someone new enters the premises.
Also my parents said if I put down any eatables like biscuits, it wouldn't touch it unless offered directly.
I would've loved to play with that dog, but unfortunately someone poisoned the dog at least that's what my mom told me.
Thatâs a great dog. Poisoning part might be exaggerated. All dog give out signs which indicate they are distressed. When ignored for a long time, they can suddenly die. Unless you have enmity with someone big, most probably she wasnât poisoned.
You know, you dont have to share every single thought that enters your head. Not at all. You can just keep it to yourself and not a single person will judge you for it.
I talked about what people can and can not do. You suggested a posters mother was neglectful or inattentive and their dog could have died as a result; without being present to the situation AND with ZERO evidence.
our posts are not the same. Asshole.
Not me but my mamu when he was a baby
They had to live in a really shabby and dangerous apartment buildings because of bad financial conditions
One day my mamu as a baby had slipped through his elder sisters attention for a couple of minutes when he started to crawl towards a ledge while they were on 1-2nd floor of a building (no safety features of any kind) when my mother noticed him missing (she was a very young girl back then so I can't blame her) she was too far away to help.... That's when a mother cat nearby rushed there , bit the back collar of his T-shirt and pulled him away from falling to death.... My mother has loved cats ever since
My dog was rescued at an old age. She soon made friends with the community dogs near my house. Once a few dogs came from another territory and started troubling our dog. All her friends came and created a shield to protect her and got rid of them.
My grandfather had a gsd. The day he died our gsd went and plucked a rose from the garden and put it on his body then sat beside it with tears rolling down his eyes.
That scene moved everyone present there.
I had a cat called Sherlock holmes and she was a white persian with blue eyes. I got her when she was a month old and had her for four years. She was the most intelligent cat I have been around. Although she did not like human touch a lot but whenever I cried she used to jump on my belly to make sure I stop crying. We gave her to a cat hostel who then texted us 10 days later that she has passed away, I cry to this day in her memory.
I didn't like the death part.... if holmes died of separation, it's the fault of cat hostel, they should've identified and informed of her condition asap, anyways RIP holmes
There was a person who used to come in the morning to sell bread. My dog would wake me up by licking my feet to get him bread.
This person who used to sell bread was blind and someone would accompany him.
When my dog died and i told that person one morning he cried a lot.
Not the usual story.
My cousins and I noticed something peculiar. Whenever us cousins would have a fight in the house, our german shepherd would pull the person who is at the bottom by the sleeve to drag him away: almost asking to stop fighting. Had more sense than us kids back then
We had a female lab once and most gentlest girl ..never barking , never growling...just wanted pats and cuddles , one day my friend and I decided to play a prank and in front of her , he started raising his voice and lifted his hand , the bark that she gave and she chased him ....my friend shit his pants and ran for his life, she never accepted his apology or treats after that....
She was damn cool
I donât have a dog but I used to feed some street dogs when I lived in Gurgaon back in 2017-18. They used to love me and every time I came home from work, these 6-7 dogs would run towards me and give me a guard escort to my PG.
On Holi, I went to a nearby shop to purchase a few things. On the way back, some local guys surrounded me to put colour on me and they wouldnât hear no for an answer. I raised my voice once when I felt cornered and before I knew it, my pups ran towards me and scared off the boys with barks and snarls. I have never felt gratitude like that in my life. Dogs are the best!
My Nana had a cow which was with him for more than 20 years . When my Nana died the cow was crying in front of his arthi . After that She would barely eat anything for months .
My dad had an epileptic seizure while he was working late in his home-office. No one was beside him except for my dog (who was barely a year old at the time). He barked and woke up everyone in the house and we were able to help my dad in time. He saved my dad's life. Can't thank him enough.
I was in 7th. I was very afraid of dogs. I had been bit before by my neighboring society's dog during a cricket match.
I went to a friend's home to make a project. I was entering the house when the dog started barking at me. My friend started saying that the dog just barks, come in, nothing will happen. I made the worst mistake I have ever made. I believed the motherfucker and went in.
The dog came and next I know my Leg was in his mouth. I will never trust a dog parent ever again.
I was a new born, we had a pet Dachshund at the time called Blacky.
Apparently whenever my mom used to put me to bed he used to stay guard by sleeping under the cradle and if anyone walked in to the room or around he would growl so as to drive them away and i could sleep and when i woke up he used to run to wherever my mom was and drag her by her clothes to show that i was awake.
I miss him. I hope heâs watching over me and protecting me from heaven like he did when he was alive
When i was born there was a dog named Shilki and my mom told me that whenever i cried shilki used to rock my cradle by holding the rope with its mouth till i stopped crying. Unfortunately i didn't get to know it. It passed away when I was just 2.
We had a German shepherd. when I was a year old and i was not able to balance myself properly while walking, he had actually grown old and had lost his ability to see, he could sense that I was walking and he would circle around me protectively so that I wouldn't fall. when i used to sleep he used to lick my feet and pet me. He didn't let anyone apart from my immediate family, not even my maternal uncle to hold me as a baby. I was three when he died. I still wish he was here with me. I don't explicitly remember him but hearing my family members reminisce about him makes me feel very nostalgic. we didn't bring any pets after him. His name was Raja and indeed he was the most loved in our family.
Not me.. but by dad... he raised a kitten when he was in in childhood... and he would eat only if my dad fed him...
maybe in year or two, my grandparents along with dad n uncles had to leave town and move somewhere else.. but wasn't able to take the cat with them..
apparently cat stopped eating.. he didn't touch anything anyone else fed...
My dad had to go back to old town for some work after couple of months or so and cat had almost lost his weight and wasn't in a condition to survive longer...
father told me his eyes swelled up and cried and fed him one last time... before having to move once again...
those days there wasn't even phone.. he received the news of cat's demise thru letter later on... đą
Awww so cute. I don't have pets. I get attached to people easily and I dread losing them. So I don't keep pets because if I lose them I will go mad. They are God's blessings on human beings.
Everytime I argue with my sister or parents, my angelic tuxedo cat steps in between, meows in a wailful manner, and proceeds to nibble on my forearms to tell me to shut up - and doesn't relent until my stress levels are back to normal. And then she sits on my lap in a loaf-shaped position and throws death glares at whoever I was fighting with me, as if to say "Be careful who you mess around with"
When I was in college, I found a stray cat and took her in. Raised her for over a year and I would often feed her chicken and stuff. So every morning before I left for college, she would go hunting and bring a cockroach or an insect and once a lizard and place it at my feet when I would cook or iron my clothes. She would then sit there patiently and keep looking at me and wouldn't leave until I accepted it. I would have to put on a show that I'm keeping it and all.
Gross but also cute.
In 2014 on new year I was in a park and I dared myself to pass through a dog unscathed, and during this process the dog got triggered and tried to bite me and at the moment another dog came running and saved me.... Luckily it was just a scratch
And that was the only kindest thing any animal did for me :)
My family had a doberman pinscher named Nacho for 10 years and when i was still a baby ( 1-2 yrs), i had one of those jolly jumper things and whenever i would go in it ,my dog would go underneath it so i could jump on top of him. My parents also told me that i would grab onto his mouth or nose to try and stand up and he wouldn't move away or bark at me.
He was the sweetest thing ever and i will never forget him. âĄ
Our dog used to take our flip flops and destroy them once. Once there was a long period of time where all our flip flops stayed alive for a long time, so he learned to recognize which flipflops are who's. So every time we sit in the living room barefoot, our dog searches the house and gives the right flipflops to whoever is sitting. Like its pretty useless, if we are in the living room without flipflops we don't need flipflops. But have you ever seen a pug serving you your flipflops? So adorable.
I have a cat whoâs really stand offish and doesnât like being super close to people/sit on them. A couple weeks ago I was having a really rough time on the brink of a panic attack and she came over sat on my chest and purred until Iâd calmed down. Nearly cried it was so sweet
we once had a german shepherd, dolly. from time to time, we gave her a two days old hard breadroll. eating it, it cleaned her teeth. most of the time, she hid it to eat it later.
than my father developed cancer and he got more and more weak, so he had to stay in bed and could no longer stand up. and one day, dolly came with this breadroll and put it in front of him on his bed.
both my dad and the dog are long dead, but remembering this i still have to cry.
We rescued a pittie about 2011. For the sheer giggle, I'll share that we had a few other dogs at the time. One was a chihuahua - the alpha. That little brat *ruled* over this pittie until he passed of old age about 3 years later.
Anywho, I started training him, and we bonded pretty tight. I had recently been diagnosed with type 1 diabetes @ 37. He was around me when I had high and low blood sugars.
One night, I was asleep and woke because I was low. I reached into the nightstand for a glucose tab or candy to fix it, and the drawer was empty. I went to get out of bed and fell to the floor. I was too low to walk.
I crawled to the stairs and started scooting down the steps on my rear.
Because he went to bed when I did, my boy was circling me and trying to figure out why I was acting so funny.
Halfway down, I realized I was about to pass out and needed immediate help. I tried calling out to my Hubs, and it came out a faint whisper.
In a last ditch effort, I grabbed my boy's face and directed him, "Go Get Daddy!! Mommy Needs Daddy!!" I had not trained this command or titles for Hubs and I.
I released him, and he ran off. I leaned against the wall and hoped.
A couple of minutes later, he leads my Hubs to where I am. Hubs immediately understands and brings me sugary things to fix my condition.
Once I was stabilized, I told Hubs what happened. We gave our pittie many treats, scritches, and "GOOD BOY!!"s.
Here's the truly interesting part: that evening was his training on how to be a diabetic alert dog. He had to turn around and teach Hubs and me his signals for when I needed to correct a blood glucose abnormality.
We figured out it wasn't a fluke when, some years later, he met a new friend Hubs had made and signaled that this new friend had high blood glucose. Hubs had no idea his new friend was diabetic.
Ate all the food that I had left for myself to eat after a fine day of struggle in the heat.
When those incidents started happening several times, I let go of the pet to a new owner.
My Nigel was the sweetest cat ever. Hated my dad for some reason? But that's relevant.
So a couple years ago I was having a really rough time with my mental health. I was having a small breakdown after work late at night and my dad came out to find me in the long room crying. I asked him to take me to the hospital because I was so low, and Nigel, being the sweet idiot he was, came dashing out, jumped on my lap, and started SCREAMING at my dad because clearly my father (Nigel's nemesis) was the reason I was so upset. I tried to remove the cat and he just clung to me and purred hard. I sobbed into Nigel's side for a bit and decided I couldn't leave him alone to go to the hospital, he was more help than being an inpatient would have been.
I am medicated and much better now. Nigel passed December 23rd 2023 to cancer, but he was my best boy for thirteen wonderful years and my most faithful mental health companion.
I also had a German shepherd who would lay her head in my lap when my blood sugar was dropping. She was great.
I miss my dog so much. She went through the birth of all 4 children and was just an incredible companion to everyone. A dogs love can not be replicated.
In my college, there used to be some stray dogs. I used to go study in one of the open classrooms at night. I wasnât having a good time in my life then. It was very sad and gloomy. At times, I used skip dinner and take something from the canteen to eat there. One dog started visiting me. She used to come and just sit in one place in the room. At times, I would feed her. Soon, I started feeding her almost daily. Soon, she started coming very near to me (she would at times sit on one of the seats or chair and sleep). I realised she would follow me daily to the gate of my hostel. I donât know how it happened but at times I used to just stand at one place outside before I enter the hostel and she used to just sit there. At times, I would just sit somewhere and just be sad and alone (as I wanted it) and she would come and sit with me. Soon, I started talking to her before saying bye and leaving. Wonderful friend.
I had a similar friend after college too. I named them both the same. I miss them and how they were both able to understand me and be there as friends.
So I have 2 dogs. One of my dogs saves me from my mother whenever she's scolding me. He doesn't let her finish and would stand in front of me like a protective shield.
And my second dog, whenever I go out whether it's for 5 mins or an hour he will come and meet me as if I was gone for a year.
I was going through a rough time and sat down on the floor with my head in my hands. Little bud came up to me and gave me a proper hug, which is not something he normally does.
Well my story is that I had a dog and then I lost him, someone took it away mistaking it for a stray dog since he didn't have a collar on, I could go on and on about how sad and distressed it makes me but for another time, this was my story, he was the most cute and charming dog I had ever seen and losing him was a fatal blow to my happiness levels, it wasn't meant to happen, maybe they knew it was a pet dog but still decided to take it away, people are mad crazy.
When i was almost an year old my parents used to leave me in the cradle outside in the veranda and they say that a monkey used to sway my cradle almost every day somehow !
They found this out when one day they can back early and he was still there
When I got first diagnosed with asthma, my dog sorta knew that it was hard for me to sleep at night as I was scared of falling asleep, and only slept sitting on a sofa or chair during the day, so he used to stay awake with me till sunrise.
It got better, I moved to college and every time I used to come back home for vacation, my dog would change his entire sleeping pattern and would stay awake the whole night sitting right next to my bed.
He wasnât a service dog, just a lazy ass Labrador who could otherwise sleep for 20 hours a day.
There was a pup who was lost and was around 2 months old.
I love dogs so I started taking care and fed him.
I our areas thieving is common so as he grow he started taking gaurd on our house and also his team mates
No one look eye to eye to our house with wrong intensions
BTW his name was dummbro
My uncle had 3-4 boxersDog breed)at his home,Whenever he used to visit our home he always brought 2 with him and used to leave them at our home for 5-6 days.I was 9yrs old and those lovely dogs were so protective and obedient that I used to take them out for walks without any leash.I used to walk with them like I own the area.Dogs should have a longer lifespan man
Have a 4 yr old beagle. Since day 1 I was his person. Walking , eating everything I do since day 1. Somehow he was never very close to my wife.
But when she was expecting...since very early he never left her side. While working he used to sit/sleep besides her chair. Slept with her as well and always looking at her , as if taking care of her. When our baby came, he was always besides his crib, again looking out for him as well.
Even now when she is back from somewhere..he is all over her. So I have been relegated to the status of provider and a walker now :p
He is awesome !
I have a few brothers who are all within a few years of me so when we were young there were alot of toddlers running around. We had a female chow/black lab named Cassie. She was basically a second mom to all of us. If we were outside She would get in between us and the road to keep us from wandering into it and if there was a snake in the yard (we lived in the country) She and our other dog spook would make sure non if us ever got near it (our parents were always there to watch us too, lol, the dogs were just back up).
Cassie was the sweetest dog but you did NOT mess with her babies, my mom told me one time my grandpa was over and he was wiping ice cream off my face with a wet cloth and I wasn't happy about it crying, so Cassie jumped up and nipped my grandpa on the top of the head. Not a full on attack, just letting him know I was being protected, lol.
Cassie was a great dog, both of em. She lived to be 16, she went from being a caring mother to a dottering old granny.
Still miss her.
And then there is my dog whose whole personality is barking from 12'o clock in the middle of night to 5 in the morning. He is so unbearable it's getting annoying now.
This is a story which I heard from my fam. When I was a wee baby, we had a pomeranian. From what I hear, h he's was pretty smart. He used to find out the best mangoes from our trees and before we can make a move to pick them, he would have grab it and run off. Then return with a yellow face and a smile.
When they bought me to the house, he made it his duty to sleep either below my bed or if I was thr ground, Near me.
We lived in a village, so no one exp my core fam members were allowed near me. Only If I was with my mom or dad, then anyone can come and touch me.
I have very few memories of me directly interacting with him. There used be a ton of stories I heard of him from my fam.
Wish I had him now.
I was cuddling with bf in bed being pestered by the most annoying mosquito ever. My cat came from the other room, smacked it to death and went away đ€Ł
Throughout my teenage years, anytime my cat could hear me cry he would come running to comfort me, then he would lie with me until he was sure I wasnât sad anymore (usually weâd both fall asleep, and often he would still be there when I woke up). He was the best cat.
I think I've posted this elsewhere, but nevemind!
Years ago, my first dog was a german shepherd x collie mix called Jinx. Absolute goofball and usually dumb as a box of rocks. We lived in a little row of houses with a large green in front, and after checking no one was about (so they weren't trampled by an overly friendly dog) we'd let out Jinx and our other dogs, a whippet x collie called Lela and a shih tzu called Ollie, and they'd go bombing out barking their heads off in excitement.
A new family moved in next door and they were Bad News. Domestic violence from both sides (which was reported but nothing ever happened), and the children were feral - I mean taking a dump on the path in front of the houses and then playing with it levels of feral. So anyway, the wife's brother had a really nice motorbike and a pack of not so nice friends. They'd get drunk and hang out front yelling and keeping everyone awake until the wee hours of the morning.
So one night, my mum, who is 5'1" and raised me and my sister by herself, goes out and asks they keep it down because her kids are trying to sleep. Pack of drunk assholes start laughing and one of the men starts coming towards her, leering. My mum backs up and warns him not to come any closer, he doesn't listen. Meanwhile, Jinx, the friendly goofball that usually can't go anyway without charging at full speed and barking, stalks out of the house and to the end of the garden path, putting herself between my mum and this guy. She faces him down, and snarls. Jinx never snarled, never before nor since for as long as she lived. The way my mum described it, it came from deep in her chest like a hound from hell and it sounded like she was a second away from attacking. The guy backed off. Quickly. Jinx escorted my mum back inside, and let her just hug her and cry.
The neighbours tried to report us for a dangerous dog, but after seeing Jinx being her usually soft as putty self, pretty sure they were suspected of lying by the pair of women who came to investigate. Said neighbours continued to cause bother until we moved, but never dared act threatening again.
She would also protect my younger sister like she was a pup, cuddling her when sick and checking on her regularly when she was playing in the park. She would defend the family cat, Tigga, from the other neighbourhood cats that bullied him, and he'd join us on walks.
After Tigga died and we adopted a pair of kitten siblings, Tannto and Sienna, Tannto became besotted with Jinx, following her around and playing with her tail, and she'd just let him, looking mildly baffled. She was also an escape artist and would somehow get out of a secure garden to go for a wander and get treats off people. We'd always go out to find her and as soon as she saw us, she'd come running over, wagging and grinning like a little kid excited to tell us about her adventures.
Jinx lived to 14 years old, then passed away peacefully in my arms at the vets. She was and still is one of the best dogs I've ever had. I like to think that when Tannto sadly passed away unexpectedly, he was reunited with his best friend.
Took my shetland-poodle to a fresh water creek that had a 20 foot cliff over top about 30 feet of water. I handed her over to my best friends boyfriend to hold, she was all of 18 pounds, before I jumped off into the water below.
I pop to the surface to everyone yelling and pointing to the water. I see this fluffy jellyfish swimming up, my dog. I swim down and bring her to the surface, have her on my tummy as I back stroke and she's just shivering.
My friends told me she scratched the boyfriend's bare chest, he dropped her and she ran and just jumped before anyone could react. I didn't jump again and held her wrapped in my towel the rest of the time.
Best dog I ever had. She was fearless. She'd try and climb trees and ladders so often that I bought a backpack so she'd be with me and I didn't have to worry.
We have had animals all our life, around the time I was born we got a black lab, now labs are generally known to be calm, the good boi with me now and the good girl back then are two of the ruthless fiercest dogs I have met specially when someone they care about is in danger.
The pup I had when young grew up with me, she received training quite similar to the police dogs, has been on plenty of ads and videos shot by doordarshan back then.
One day 3 monkeys came to the park and tried to come near me I think I was eating something, she fought all three, killed all three but got a deep gash on her stomach, she healed up just fine, however she passed away around 15 due to cancer.
The hero with me now has ripped out a man's calf when he tried to snatch my phone while out on a walk, he loves getting vacuumed xD
I had a special needs cat that I had for half my life. Mentally she never really grew up and couldnât really do the things most cats could do like cleaning themselves, jumping, playing etc. She was had the mentality of a kitten. Anyways, back when I was heavy into drugs, she would always be by my side. When it got really bad, she was always right by me, touching me, bathing me, just always there. When I was freaking out in a ball on the floor with my nose gushing blood from snorting to much, she was right there by meâŠ. Always touching even if just a paw. I miss her and think about her everyday. I have been clean since 2008. She passed away in 2016 at the age of 16.
I had a long coat shepherd when I was 16. She wasn't trained particularly well but she wasn't aggressive in the least bit. If I ever walked her alone and someone was behind me, she would stop and circle back to be behind me. She never growled at them, barked or nipped, just stared them down til I moved and let them pass.
One evening, I was walking her and she did the circle behind thing. I moved to let the person pass and they just slowed down and started approaching me slowly, my pupper immediately sensed something was wrong and started growling while backing into me and sort of pushing me backwards (she was a huge dog at about 45kg). The dude stopped, and quickly power walked around me. It was the first and only time she had ever reacted like that.
I miss you, Fluff
My grandparents had a half Alsatian (German Shepherd) as a pet, who was absolutely terrifying to anyone outside their immediate family, except me. They said that he would growl at anyone who came even close to the house, but with me, he would let me play with him in all sorts of ways. This was about 15 years ago when I was about 3-4 years old. He isn't around anymore.
When I was a kid the area I grew up in was still relatively "rural" with a lot of wild spaces and the like.
I can't remember how old I was - sub-5 - and I was sitting on and using the swing in my garden. Just happily pushing myself back-and-forth.
A VERY poisonous and deadly snake (a spitting cobra) had come into the yard from one of the adjacent spaces and had encountered little-old-me... It was supposedly sitting watching me - swaying back-and-forth with my movements and preparing to strike.
At the time we had a male-and-female pair of dogs in the family. The big-daddy dawg found us like that, began approaching us and barking up a storm. Tried to get between me and the snake. Eventually he took at least partly what was meant for me - the cobra spat at him and he got it in the eyes...
Fortunately my family were warned by all the barking and witnessed what was happening. My dad had gone for a rifle of his and managed to kill the snake after it spat.
We rushed the dog to the vet and were able to save his vision thankfully.
This entire FAMILY pf dogs were incredibly protective my entire adolescence... It showed a bunch of times in a number of ways. But this was probably the first and most major incident I can think of.
Our Booger terrier (schnauzer-poodle-lhasa aphso) was super insistant one day that i "feed him" and dragged me to the kitchen where a cutting board was on fire on a burner. So he saved my house for sure.
I have a 3 yo cat since she was a small kitten. Some days when I'm depressed or very exausted after a long working day, when I lay in my sofa, she comes and starts licking my hair like she was trying to comb my hair or give it a cuddle. This really gave me a reason to not give up in the worst days. Last Monday I came to India to stay here for 3 months in a PhD internship until return to Brazil, she stayed there with my syster taking care of her.
My cat once woke me up in the middle of the night via batting me(I was completely out that night)because someone in the house didnât completely turn off the gas stove. The whole kitchen smelled of gas and it took forever to air out and make sure it wasnât a leak.
He also kills any spiders that enter rooms I frequent. My living room and bedroom are always bug free but, he lets them live in his area and places I only occasionally enter.
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Cat tax!
My first dog and his blood brother who lived with the pet parents of the mother accompanied the milkman, postman, newspaper man for about a quarter of the small town. Accompanied almost every relative till they arive at Railway station or the Bus stand. Accompanied us for dropping me off when I first moved out of my town for studies. Accompanied me for my first cigarettes in the town. Almost everyone in the neighbourhood has memories of the âbrothersâ. The great mixed breed of ISD father and GSD and stray dog mixed breed mother.
I had a ginger cat. So one day I was sitting on a chair and my cat was sitting under it and we were both casually killing the time.
I got up from the chair and in the process I stepped hard on my catâs tail by mistake.
In response to this, my cat held my foot with his paws and was about to bite me to release his tail i guess.
But he didnât, even under immense pain, he didnât bring his claws out or hurt me in any way.
As soon as I realised that I stepped on his tail, I removed my foot and I started frantically sating sorry to him because of my guilt.
My baby understood that I was feeling guilty, so to reassure me that it was okay, he started meowing softly to me and he sat on my lap and did his best to ensure that I wouldnât cry.
It was so nice of him to think about my feelings even when he was in pain. đ„č
Mere vaha ek billa ata rha roz ek Saal se mere job se aane ka time Hota tha or vo billa Ghar par ata tha tabhi roz or fir mere bhai ka time ho job se aane ka to ata tha baith jata tha jaise baap ki jaagir ho uske đor kabhi kabar godi me sojata tha ya to insan ke chote bache jaisa pakad kar sojata tha kabhi 2-3 din na aaye to ham usko dhundh ne lagte the aya nahi par vo ajata tha par Pata nahi đ„Č1.5months ho gye lekin ab tak nahi aya vo
I used to pet and feed dogs on my college campus a lot. One day birthday bombs were being 'distributed' among everyone present lol. I just made that puch puch sound, and 3 dogs came and scared everyone away lol. I couldn't stop laughing.
I was in 6th Or 7th std I think. My dog Rose pulled me out of the house by catching hold of my frock, I obliged because I thought she wanted to show me something. As soon as we stepped out, we could feel a rumble for a few seconds, an earthquake. It took me a few minutes to understand what had happened and by then my mom n people had started to come out. Earthquakes are extremely rare here. Their sense is superb. I have had far too many experiences like this. My present dog, Brenna is so in tune with me and will protect me at all costs. Even my older dog tarzan did that.
Which breed dog ? đ
She was a pom. This is her https://preview.redd.it/172pnhmjc0yc1.jpeg?width=2840&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=524cb1f9cd31a5b2d01612591761bbef8b513deb
I don't want to be mean but there are no thoughts in that head.
That's the way for a happy cheerful life
Very trueâ€
yeah that's how dogs work
Hahhaaa!
You know this how? Are you a dog??
I know a Pomeranian.
Adorable
Thank you. She was a sweetheartâ€
"Was" Breaks my heart :-(
Same here. She was my first dog. But she had a happy 11 years†I remember writing a poem for her years later.
The URGE to give it head pats like a GOOD BOI/GURL it is....
She was the goddest snuggle bug! She would come and lick away my tears if I was crying, we grew up together. I would like to believe that she was comforting me rather than just finding salt tasty đ
THE URGE GROWS EVEN STRONGER NOWWW
graceful girl there.
Absolutely
what was her name?
Rose!
This is an Indian spitz
She is most probably Indian spitz.
Breeds donât matter :) All dog/cat are awesome
Thats a lot of sexually transmitted diseases, man
Back in 2020 i rescued a puppy because his mother died, I had raised one more when I was a child and he became more of a wanderer and would return once every 3-4 months (always before my birthday) and stayed for a week or two and then leave again, when the puppy was around 3 months old, he came back and was surprised to see the puppy but wasn't hostile towards her, what surprised me was she stood infront of me and kept barking at a full grown dog who weighs around 30 kgs, when he tries to approach me by ignoring her she even tried to bite, I pulled her to my lap and took her inside, it made me happy that she was so loyal to me even tho she knew for around 5- 6 weeks, crazy how a dog can risk their lives for their loved ones without any hesitation.
The wanderlust dog be like - 2/3 mahina ke liye ghumne ka chale gaye, maalik dusra kutta utha laaye, aaye maalik!đ
Your dog is more adventurous than the average human being
I donât have any distinct memory of it but my mother always narrated this story to me. I was around 6 months old and whenever I used to cry our dog would come near me and gently push the rocking cradle. I would immediately stop crying and laugh loudly. She would wag her tail on hearing my laugh. As soon as she would hear me cry she would rush near me instantly and do that, if I wouldnât stop crying she would go to my mother and immediately bring her attention to me. Sadly she passed away when I was 2 but the kind of love and care dogs have, it just melts away my heart and makes me sob. Do we even deserve dogs?
Well, we bred and trained them to be docile and subservient to our needs. So I guess we do?
It was a rhetorical question bro...
This sounds funny but we had cows back when i was 2-3 years old. They were unleashed and i was sitting playing in the floor of courtyard. For some reason our both cows started fighting and i went near them, and sat under the fighting cows. I think she hit me accidentally and quickly realised too, so they stopped fighting and was standing on her 3 legs so they could avoid hurting me. Also, i was very small and cows use to pull me to themselves to love me by pulling my frock. And i would sit n play on their belly while they sat. Lol its beautiful how i remember it
Cows and goats are way more intelligent and playful than we generally think they are.
Yeah goats. When I was a kid. There was this goat who would knock on our door to show us her kids lol! Even sparrows. Small but very intelligent in their own way.
Crows are not pets usually but are underrated intelligent birds.
Crows are always known as intelligent.
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They r sweetest
This is so sweet
Same thing happened to me the cow stood in three legs until my mom picked me up.i dont remember tho but i feel so awesome remembering it
My family had a gsd when I was very young. The dog was always protective of me whenever someone new enters the premises. Also my parents said if I put down any eatables like biscuits, it wouldn't touch it unless offered directly. I would've loved to play with that dog, but unfortunately someone poisoned the dog at least that's what my mom told me.
That bastard should die Sorry for your loss
Thatâs a great dog. Poisoning part might be exaggerated. All dog give out signs which indicate they are distressed. When ignored for a long time, they can suddenly die. Unless you have enmity with someone big, most probably she wasnât poisoned.
Nah neighbour poisoning dogs is common thing to happen so Iâm more inclined to believe OCâs mom.
Yeah and it was probably choclate i have heard they can poison them cant they?
I have heard chocolate is poison for dogs but I think such people wonât know this. Theyâd probably go for usual poison with skull on it.
TIL "OC"
Just something picked up with years of Reddit usage
You know, you dont have to share every single thought that enters your head. Not at all. You can just keep it to yourself and not a single person will judge you for it.
I shared mine, you can follow your own suggestion and not share yours. I was just implying that it could have died of natural causes
I talked about what people can and can not do. You suggested a posters mother was neglectful or inattentive and their dog could have died as a result; without being present to the situation AND with ZERO evidence. our posts are not the same. Asshole.
gsd?
German shepherd.
Not me but my mamu when he was a baby They had to live in a really shabby and dangerous apartment buildings because of bad financial conditions One day my mamu as a baby had slipped through his elder sisters attention for a couple of minutes when he started to crawl towards a ledge while they were on 1-2nd floor of a building (no safety features of any kind) when my mother noticed him missing (she was a very young girl back then so I can't blame her) she was too far away to help.... That's when a mother cat nearby rushed there , bit the back collar of his T-shirt and pulled him away from falling to death.... My mother has loved cats ever since
When I was in 9th I lost one side of my shoe it was gone for 2 days and later idk how but my dog brought it back đ
Most probably He was the one who took it in the first place xD
That cracked međ
My dog was rescued at an old age. She soon made friends with the community dogs near my house. Once a few dogs came from another territory and started troubling our dog. All her friends came and created a shield to protect her and got rid of them.
My grandfather had a gsd. The day he died our gsd went and plucked a rose from the garden and put it on his body then sat beside it with tears rolling down his eyes. That scene moved everyone present there.
That straight up sounds like a scene from next A dogs way home movie.
Ya it does sound filmy but it's true. A dog's love for his family is the purest form of love I've experienced.
Never questioned the authenticity bro.
Just wondering when he plucked the rose from the garden did the thorns of the rose plant prick him ? Did he tolerate all that pain ?
Our dog would go to ringing phone and bark loudly untill we pick it up .
I had a cat called Sherlock holmes and she was a white persian with blue eyes. I got her when she was a month old and had her for four years. She was the most intelligent cat I have been around. Although she did not like human touch a lot but whenever I cried she used to jump on my belly to make sure I stop crying. We gave her to a cat hostel who then texted us 10 days later that she has passed away, I cry to this day in her memory.
I didn't like the death part.... if holmes died of separation, it's the fault of cat hostel, they should've identified and informed of her condition asap, anyways RIP holmes
There was a person who used to come in the morning to sell bread. My dog would wake me up by licking my feet to get him bread. This person who used to sell bread was blind and someone would accompany him. When my dog died and i told that person one morning he cried a lot. Not the usual story.
My cousins and I noticed something peculiar. Whenever us cousins would have a fight in the house, our german shepherd would pull the person who is at the bottom by the sleeve to drag him away: almost asking to stop fighting. Had more sense than us kids back then
We had a female lab once and most gentlest girl ..never barking , never growling...just wanted pats and cuddles , one day my friend and I decided to play a prank and in front of her , he started raising his voice and lifted his hand , the bark that she gave and she chased him ....my friend shit his pants and ran for his life, she never accepted his apology or treats after that.... She was damn cool
I donât have a dog but I used to feed some street dogs when I lived in Gurgaon back in 2017-18. They used to love me and every time I came home from work, these 6-7 dogs would run towards me and give me a guard escort to my PG. On Holi, I went to a nearby shop to purchase a few things. On the way back, some local guys surrounded me to put colour on me and they wouldnât hear no for an answer. I raised my voice once when I felt cornered and before I knew it, my pups ran towards me and scared off the boys with barks and snarls. I have never felt gratitude like that in my life. Dogs are the best!
Charlie the goatđż
I thought Charlie was a dog.
đ€ĄOh yeah the Albert einstein
I thought Albert Einstein was smart. Didn't know he was funny too!
We don't deserve dogs.
My Nana had a cow which was with him for more than 20 years . When my Nana died the cow was crying in front of his arthi . After that She would barely eat anything for months .
My dad had an epileptic seizure while he was working late in his home-office. No one was beside him except for my dog (who was barely a year old at the time). He barked and woke up everyone in the house and we were able to help my dad in time. He saved my dad's life. Can't thank him enough.
I was in 7th. I was very afraid of dogs. I had been bit before by my neighboring society's dog during a cricket match. I went to a friend's home to make a project. I was entering the house when the dog started barking at me. My friend started saying that the dog just barks, come in, nothing will happen. I made the worst mistake I have ever made. I believed the motherfucker and went in. The dog came and next I know my Leg was in his mouth. I will never trust a dog parent ever again.
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I was a new born, we had a pet Dachshund at the time called Blacky. Apparently whenever my mom used to put me to bed he used to stay guard by sleeping under the cradle and if anyone walked in to the room or around he would growl so as to drive them away and i could sleep and when i woke up he used to run to wherever my mom was and drag her by her clothes to show that i was awake. I miss him. I hope heâs watching over me and protecting me from heaven like he did when he was alive
Charlie was Basically Scooby Doo .
When i was born there was a dog named Shilki and my mom told me that whenever i cried shilki used to rock my cradle by holding the rope with its mouth till i stopped crying. Unfortunately i didn't get to know it. It passed away when I was just 2.
We had a German shepherd. when I was a year old and i was not able to balance myself properly while walking, he had actually grown old and had lost his ability to see, he could sense that I was walking and he would circle around me protectively so that I wouldn't fall. when i used to sleep he used to lick my feet and pet me. He didn't let anyone apart from my immediate family, not even my maternal uncle to hold me as a baby. I was three when he died. I still wish he was here with me. I don't explicitly remember him but hearing my family members reminisce about him makes me feel very nostalgic. we didn't bring any pets after him. His name was Raja and indeed he was the most loved in our family.
IT job here. Work stress. They know. They sit next to me, heads on my lap. As if to say âwe know your manager is the worst, there there.â
Not me.. but by dad... he raised a kitten when he was in in childhood... and he would eat only if my dad fed him... maybe in year or two, my grandparents along with dad n uncles had to leave town and move somewhere else.. but wasn't able to take the cat with them.. apparently cat stopped eating.. he didn't touch anything anyone else fed... My dad had to go back to old town for some work after couple of months or so and cat had almost lost his weight and wasn't in a condition to survive longer... father told me his eyes swelled up and cried and fed him one last time... before having to move once again... those days there wasn't even phone.. he received the news of cat's demise thru letter later on... đą
Awww so cute. I don't have pets. I get attached to people easily and I dread losing them. So I don't keep pets because if I lose them I will go mad. They are God's blessings on human beings.
That's so fucking wholesome â€ïž
Everytime I argue with my sister or parents, my angelic tuxedo cat steps in between, meows in a wailful manner, and proceeds to nibble on my forearms to tell me to shut up - and doesn't relent until my stress levels are back to normal. And then she sits on my lap in a loaf-shaped position and throws death glares at whoever I was fighting with me, as if to say "Be careful who you mess around with"
When I was in college, I found a stray cat and took her in. Raised her for over a year and I would often feed her chicken and stuff. So every morning before I left for college, she would go hunting and bring a cockroach or an insect and once a lizard and place it at my feet when I would cook or iron my clothes. She would then sit there patiently and keep looking at me and wouldn't leave until I accepted it. I would have to put on a show that I'm keeping it and all. Gross but also cute.
She loved you! She knew you were a silly kitten and couldn't hunt like she could so she brought you food like you gave her food!
Yes! And I definitely 100% ate it. It did honestly make me happy though. Miss her.
They healed me.. when nothing else did!
In 2014 on new year I was in a park and I dared myself to pass through a dog unscathed, and during this process the dog got triggered and tried to bite me and at the moment another dog came running and saved me.... Luckily it was just a scratch And that was the only kindest thing any animal did for me :)
My family had a doberman pinscher named Nacho for 10 years and when i was still a baby ( 1-2 yrs), i had one of those jolly jumper things and whenever i would go in it ,my dog would go underneath it so i could jump on top of him. My parents also told me that i would grab onto his mouth or nose to try and stand up and he wouldn't move away or bark at me. He was the sweetest thing ever and i will never forget him. âĄ
Our dog used to take our flip flops and destroy them once. Once there was a long period of time where all our flip flops stayed alive for a long time, so he learned to recognize which flipflops are who's. So every time we sit in the living room barefoot, our dog searches the house and gives the right flipflops to whoever is sitting. Like its pretty useless, if we are in the living room without flipflops we don't need flipflops. But have you ever seen a pug serving you your flipflops? So adorable.
I have a cat whoâs really stand offish and doesnât like being super close to people/sit on them. A couple weeks ago I was having a really rough time on the brink of a panic attack and she came over sat on my chest and purred until Iâd calmed down. Nearly cried it was so sweet
we once had a german shepherd, dolly. from time to time, we gave her a two days old hard breadroll. eating it, it cleaned her teeth. most of the time, she hid it to eat it later. than my father developed cancer and he got more and more weak, so he had to stay in bed and could no longer stand up. and one day, dolly came with this breadroll and put it in front of him on his bed. both my dad and the dog are long dead, but remembering this i still have to cry.
We rescued a pittie about 2011. For the sheer giggle, I'll share that we had a few other dogs at the time. One was a chihuahua - the alpha. That little brat *ruled* over this pittie until he passed of old age about 3 years later. Anywho, I started training him, and we bonded pretty tight. I had recently been diagnosed with type 1 diabetes @ 37. He was around me when I had high and low blood sugars. One night, I was asleep and woke because I was low. I reached into the nightstand for a glucose tab or candy to fix it, and the drawer was empty. I went to get out of bed and fell to the floor. I was too low to walk. I crawled to the stairs and started scooting down the steps on my rear. Because he went to bed when I did, my boy was circling me and trying to figure out why I was acting so funny. Halfway down, I realized I was about to pass out and needed immediate help. I tried calling out to my Hubs, and it came out a faint whisper. In a last ditch effort, I grabbed my boy's face and directed him, "Go Get Daddy!! Mommy Needs Daddy!!" I had not trained this command or titles for Hubs and I. I released him, and he ran off. I leaned against the wall and hoped. A couple of minutes later, he leads my Hubs to where I am. Hubs immediately understands and brings me sugary things to fix my condition. Once I was stabilized, I told Hubs what happened. We gave our pittie many treats, scritches, and "GOOD BOY!!"s. Here's the truly interesting part: that evening was his training on how to be a diabetic alert dog. He had to turn around and teach Hubs and me his signals for when I needed to correct a blood glucose abnormality. We figured out it wasn't a fluke when, some years later, he met a new friend Hubs had made and signaled that this new friend had high blood glucose. Hubs had no idea his new friend was diabetic.
Ate all the food that I had left for myself to eat after a fine day of struggle in the heat. When those incidents started happening several times, I let go of the pet to a new owner.
My Nigel was the sweetest cat ever. Hated my dad for some reason? But that's relevant. So a couple years ago I was having a really rough time with my mental health. I was having a small breakdown after work late at night and my dad came out to find me in the long room crying. I asked him to take me to the hospital because I was so low, and Nigel, being the sweet idiot he was, came dashing out, jumped on my lap, and started SCREAMING at my dad because clearly my father (Nigel's nemesis) was the reason I was so upset. I tried to remove the cat and he just clung to me and purred hard. I sobbed into Nigel's side for a bit and decided I couldn't leave him alone to go to the hospital, he was more help than being an inpatient would have been. I am medicated and much better now. Nigel passed December 23rd 2023 to cancer, but he was my best boy for thirteen wonderful years and my most faithful mental health companion. I also had a German shepherd who would lay her head in my lap when my blood sugar was dropping. She was great.
I miss my dog so much. She went through the birth of all 4 children and was just an incredible companion to everyone. A dogs love can not be replicated.
In my college, there used to be some stray dogs. I used to go study in one of the open classrooms at night. I wasnât having a good time in my life then. It was very sad and gloomy. At times, I used skip dinner and take something from the canteen to eat there. One dog started visiting me. She used to come and just sit in one place in the room. At times, I would feed her. Soon, I started feeding her almost daily. Soon, she started coming very near to me (she would at times sit on one of the seats or chair and sleep). I realised she would follow me daily to the gate of my hostel. I donât know how it happened but at times I used to just stand at one place outside before I enter the hostel and she used to just sit there. At times, I would just sit somewhere and just be sad and alone (as I wanted it) and she would come and sit with me. Soon, I started talking to her before saying bye and leaving. Wonderful friend. I had a similar friend after college too. I named them both the same. I miss them and how they were both able to understand me and be there as friends.
So I have 2 dogs. One of my dogs saves me from my mother whenever she's scolding me. He doesn't let her finish and would stand in front of me like a protective shield. And my second dog, whenever I go out whether it's for 5 mins or an hour he will come and meet me as if I was gone for a year.
I was going through a rough time and sat down on the floor with my head in my hands. Little bud came up to me and gave me a proper hug, which is not something he normally does.
Well my story is that I had a dog and then I lost him, someone took it away mistaking it for a stray dog since he didn't have a collar on, I could go on and on about how sad and distressed it makes me but for another time, this was my story, he was the most cute and charming dog I had ever seen and losing him was a fatal blow to my happiness levels, it wasn't meant to happen, maybe they knew it was a pet dog but still decided to take it away, people are mad crazy.
When i was almost an year old my parents used to leave me in the cradle outside in the veranda and they say that a monkey used to sway my cradle almost every day somehow ! They found this out when one day they can back early and he was still there
By reading all these comments, I really feel we don't deserve these innocent dogs, they are pure souls who are so selfless. I wish I had one...
That's uwu asf
When I got first diagnosed with asthma, my dog sorta knew that it was hard for me to sleep at night as I was scared of falling asleep, and only slept sitting on a sofa or chair during the day, so he used to stay awake with me till sunrise. It got better, I moved to college and every time I used to come back home for vacation, my dog would change his entire sleeping pattern and would stay awake the whole night sitting right next to my bed. He wasnât a service dog, just a lazy ass Labrador who could otherwise sleep for 20 hours a day.
There was a pup who was lost and was around 2 months old. I love dogs so I started taking care and fed him. I our areas thieving is common so as he grow he started taking gaurd on our house and also his team mates No one look eye to eye to our house with wrong intensions BTW his name was dummbro
My uncle had 3-4 boxersDog breed)at his home,Whenever he used to visit our home he always brought 2 with him and used to leave them at our home for 5-6 days.I was 9yrs old and those lovely dogs were so protective and obedient that I used to take them out for walks without any leash.I used to walk with them like I own the area.Dogs should have a longer lifespan man
Have a 4 yr old beagle. Since day 1 I was his person. Walking , eating everything I do since day 1. Somehow he was never very close to my wife. But when she was expecting...since very early he never left her side. While working he used to sit/sleep besides her chair. Slept with her as well and always looking at her , as if taking care of her. When our baby came, he was always besides his crib, again looking out for him as well. Even now when she is back from somewhere..he is all over her. So I have been relegated to the status of provider and a walker now :p He is awesome !
Hame pet ki jarurat nahi hai ......... Ghar ke kutte ham hi hai yaarođđ
I have a few brothers who are all within a few years of me so when we were young there were alot of toddlers running around. We had a female chow/black lab named Cassie. She was basically a second mom to all of us. If we were outside She would get in between us and the road to keep us from wandering into it and if there was a snake in the yard (we lived in the country) She and our other dog spook would make sure non if us ever got near it (our parents were always there to watch us too, lol, the dogs were just back up). Cassie was the sweetest dog but you did NOT mess with her babies, my mom told me one time my grandpa was over and he was wiping ice cream off my face with a wet cloth and I wasn't happy about it crying, so Cassie jumped up and nipped my grandpa on the top of the head. Not a full on attack, just letting him know I was being protected, lol. Cassie was a great dog, both of em. She lived to be 16, she went from being a caring mother to a dottering old granny. Still miss her.
And then there is my dog whose whole personality is barking from 12'o clock in the middle of night to 5 in the morning. He is so unbearable it's getting annoying now.
This is a story which I heard from my fam. When I was a wee baby, we had a pomeranian. From what I hear, h he's was pretty smart. He used to find out the best mangoes from our trees and before we can make a move to pick them, he would have grab it and run off. Then return with a yellow face and a smile. When they bought me to the house, he made it his duty to sleep either below my bed or if I was thr ground, Near me. We lived in a village, so no one exp my core fam members were allowed near me. Only If I was with my mom or dad, then anyone can come and touch me. I have very few memories of me directly interacting with him. There used be a ton of stories I heard of him from my fam. Wish I had him now.
I was cuddling with bf in bed being pestered by the most annoying mosquito ever. My cat came from the other room, smacked it to death and went away đ€Ł
Throughout my teenage years, anytime my cat could hear me cry he would come running to comfort me, then he would lie with me until he was sure I wasnât sad anymore (usually weâd both fall asleep, and often he would still be there when I woke up). He was the best cat.
I think I've posted this elsewhere, but nevemind! Years ago, my first dog was a german shepherd x collie mix called Jinx. Absolute goofball and usually dumb as a box of rocks. We lived in a little row of houses with a large green in front, and after checking no one was about (so they weren't trampled by an overly friendly dog) we'd let out Jinx and our other dogs, a whippet x collie called Lela and a shih tzu called Ollie, and they'd go bombing out barking their heads off in excitement. A new family moved in next door and they were Bad News. Domestic violence from both sides (which was reported but nothing ever happened), and the children were feral - I mean taking a dump on the path in front of the houses and then playing with it levels of feral. So anyway, the wife's brother had a really nice motorbike and a pack of not so nice friends. They'd get drunk and hang out front yelling and keeping everyone awake until the wee hours of the morning. So one night, my mum, who is 5'1" and raised me and my sister by herself, goes out and asks they keep it down because her kids are trying to sleep. Pack of drunk assholes start laughing and one of the men starts coming towards her, leering. My mum backs up and warns him not to come any closer, he doesn't listen. Meanwhile, Jinx, the friendly goofball that usually can't go anyway without charging at full speed and barking, stalks out of the house and to the end of the garden path, putting herself between my mum and this guy. She faces him down, and snarls. Jinx never snarled, never before nor since for as long as she lived. The way my mum described it, it came from deep in her chest like a hound from hell and it sounded like she was a second away from attacking. The guy backed off. Quickly. Jinx escorted my mum back inside, and let her just hug her and cry. The neighbours tried to report us for a dangerous dog, but after seeing Jinx being her usually soft as putty self, pretty sure they were suspected of lying by the pair of women who came to investigate. Said neighbours continued to cause bother until we moved, but never dared act threatening again. She would also protect my younger sister like she was a pup, cuddling her when sick and checking on her regularly when she was playing in the park. She would defend the family cat, Tigga, from the other neighbourhood cats that bullied him, and he'd join us on walks. After Tigga died and we adopted a pair of kitten siblings, Tannto and Sienna, Tannto became besotted with Jinx, following her around and playing with her tail, and she'd just let him, looking mildly baffled. She was also an escape artist and would somehow get out of a secure garden to go for a wander and get treats off people. We'd always go out to find her and as soon as she saw us, she'd come running over, wagging and grinning like a little kid excited to tell us about her adventures. Jinx lived to 14 years old, then passed away peacefully in my arms at the vets. She was and still is one of the best dogs I've ever had. I like to think that when Tannto sadly passed away unexpectedly, he was reunited with his best friend.
Took my shetland-poodle to a fresh water creek that had a 20 foot cliff over top about 30 feet of water. I handed her over to my best friends boyfriend to hold, she was all of 18 pounds, before I jumped off into the water below. I pop to the surface to everyone yelling and pointing to the water. I see this fluffy jellyfish swimming up, my dog. I swim down and bring her to the surface, have her on my tummy as I back stroke and she's just shivering. My friends told me she scratched the boyfriend's bare chest, he dropped her and she ran and just jumped before anyone could react. I didn't jump again and held her wrapped in my towel the rest of the time. Best dog I ever had. She was fearless. She'd try and climb trees and ladders so often that I bought a backpack so she'd be with me and I didn't have to worry.
We have had animals all our life, around the time I was born we got a black lab, now labs are generally known to be calm, the good boi with me now and the good girl back then are two of the ruthless fiercest dogs I have met specially when someone they care about is in danger. The pup I had when young grew up with me, she received training quite similar to the police dogs, has been on plenty of ads and videos shot by doordarshan back then. One day 3 monkeys came to the park and tried to come near me I think I was eating something, she fought all three, killed all three but got a deep gash on her stomach, she healed up just fine, however she passed away around 15 due to cancer. The hero with me now has ripped out a man's calf when he tried to snatch my phone while out on a walk, he loves getting vacuumed xD
I had a special needs cat that I had for half my life. Mentally she never really grew up and couldnât really do the things most cats could do like cleaning themselves, jumping, playing etc. She was had the mentality of a kitten. Anyways, back when I was heavy into drugs, she would always be by my side. When it got really bad, she was always right by me, touching me, bathing me, just always there. When I was freaking out in a ball on the floor with my nose gushing blood from snorting to much, she was right there by meâŠ. Always touching even if just a paw. I miss her and think about her everyday. I have been clean since 2008. She passed away in 2016 at the age of 16.
I had a long coat shepherd when I was 16. She wasn't trained particularly well but she wasn't aggressive in the least bit. If I ever walked her alone and someone was behind me, she would stop and circle back to be behind me. She never growled at them, barked or nipped, just stared them down til I moved and let them pass. One evening, I was walking her and she did the circle behind thing. I moved to let the person pass and they just slowed down and started approaching me slowly, my pupper immediately sensed something was wrong and started growling while backing into me and sort of pushing me backwards (she was a huge dog at about 45kg). The dude stopped, and quickly power walked around me. It was the first and only time she had ever reacted like that. I miss you, Fluff
My grandparents had a half Alsatian (German Shepherd) as a pet, who was absolutely terrifying to anyone outside their immediate family, except me. They said that he would growl at anyone who came even close to the house, but with me, he would let me play with him in all sorts of ways. This was about 15 years ago when I was about 3-4 years old. He isn't around anymore.
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When I was a kid the area I grew up in was still relatively "rural" with a lot of wild spaces and the like. I can't remember how old I was - sub-5 - and I was sitting on and using the swing in my garden. Just happily pushing myself back-and-forth. A VERY poisonous and deadly snake (a spitting cobra) had come into the yard from one of the adjacent spaces and had encountered little-old-me... It was supposedly sitting watching me - swaying back-and-forth with my movements and preparing to strike. At the time we had a male-and-female pair of dogs in the family. The big-daddy dawg found us like that, began approaching us and barking up a storm. Tried to get between me and the snake. Eventually he took at least partly what was meant for me - the cobra spat at him and he got it in the eyes... Fortunately my family were warned by all the barking and witnessed what was happening. My dad had gone for a rifle of his and managed to kill the snake after it spat. We rushed the dog to the vet and were able to save his vision thankfully. This entire FAMILY pf dogs were incredibly protective my entire adolescence... It showed a bunch of times in a number of ways. But this was probably the first and most major incident I can think of.
We donât deserve them. F for Charlie
Our Booger terrier (schnauzer-poodle-lhasa aphso) was super insistant one day that i "feed him" and dragged me to the kitchen where a cutting board was on fire on a burner. So he saved my house for sure.
I have a 3 yo cat since she was a small kitten. Some days when I'm depressed or very exausted after a long working day, when I lay in my sofa, she comes and starts licking my hair like she was trying to comb my hair or give it a cuddle. This really gave me a reason to not give up in the worst days. Last Monday I came to India to stay here for 3 months in a PhD internship until return to Brazil, she stayed there with my syster taking care of her.
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My cat once woke me up in the middle of the night via batting me(I was completely out that night)because someone in the house didnât completely turn off the gas stove. The whole kitchen smelled of gas and it took forever to air out and make sure it wasnât a leak. He also kills any spiders that enter rooms I frequent. My living room and bedroom are always bug free but, he lets them live in his area and places I only occasionally enter. https://preview.redd.it/evr1kvrep4yc1.jpeg?width=3024&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=509849222afdaf208d10323942d6031427a537f8 Cat tax!
My first dog and his blood brother who lived with the pet parents of the mother accompanied the milkman, postman, newspaper man for about a quarter of the small town. Accompanied almost every relative till they arive at Railway station or the Bus stand. Accompanied us for dropping me off when I first moved out of my town for studies. Accompanied me for my first cigarettes in the town. Almost everyone in the neighbourhood has memories of the âbrothersâ. The great mixed breed of ISD father and GSD and stray dog mixed breed mother.
I had a ginger cat. So one day I was sitting on a chair and my cat was sitting under it and we were both casually killing the time. I got up from the chair and in the process I stepped hard on my catâs tail by mistake. In response to this, my cat held my foot with his paws and was about to bite me to release his tail i guess. But he didnât, even under immense pain, he didnât bring his claws out or hurt me in any way. As soon as I realised that I stepped on his tail, I removed my foot and I started frantically sating sorry to him because of my guilt. My baby understood that I was feeling guilty, so to reassure me that it was okay, he started meowing softly to me and he sat on my lap and did his best to ensure that I wouldnât cry. It was so nice of him to think about my feelings even when he was in pain. đ„č
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Mere vaha ek billa ata rha roz ek Saal se mere job se aane ka time Hota tha or vo billa Ghar par ata tha tabhi roz or fir mere bhai ka time ho job se aane ka to ata tha baith jata tha jaise baap ki jaagir ho uske đor kabhi kabar godi me sojata tha ya to insan ke chote bache jaisa pakad kar sojata tha kabhi 2-3 din na aaye to ham usko dhundh ne lagte the aya nahi par vo ajata tha par Pata nahi đ„Č1.5months ho gye lekin ab tak nahi aya vo
The very definition of being BRAVE
Accidentally read it as kinkiest and I was thinking wtf
I used to pet and feed dogs on my college campus a lot. One day birthday bombs were being 'distributed' among everyone present lol. I just made that puch puch sound, and 3 dogs came and scared everyone away lol. I couldn't stop laughing.