It doesn’t matter if it was a pet, a child, or someone else, just that you were taking care of them.
When I was little, my dad would bring home a nasty cut of raw beef to give to the dog. The dog would love it. He’d prance (doberman) around the back yard happier than a pig in shit. At the end of the day, he’d bury it. Then he’d proceed to dig it up every few days and prance around chewing on it for a day, then re-bury it. He’d repeat that until it had rotted to the point that he couldn’t differentiate the rotten meat from the dirt it was buried in.
My mum would do the same thing with her dog, a big collie. Every two weeks she’d bring it a new big beef bone with meat still on it, and the dog would take a couple of weeks to eat it, and burying it between sessions.
I have arachnophobia and I’ve trained my cats to take care of spiders for me, since I live alone. One night I was up late, as usual, and around 2am I went into my kitchen, turned the light on, and the biggest spider I’ve ever seen in my apartment ran across the floor. The fucker was definitely not the biggest I’ve ever seen, but huge, furry, and fat for an inside spider. I went to go get my work boots to smash it, but before I could even move my cat came tearing into the kitchen, leaned down and swallowed it in one gulp. He didn’t even chew. I was half disgusted thinking of that thing alive and wriggling in his stomach, and half so proud of him for being my hero and slaying the monster for me. He got tons of treats as a reward.
That’s hilarious. How big was the thing? Because I’m imagining a huntsman in my head.
Maybe 30 mm across? Like I said, definitely not the biggest spider I’ve ever seen, I used to live in a house that had Wolf spiders (made me want to genuinely die every time I saw one, those fuckers are HUGE) but for my current apartment, that’s a big spider.
The two worst things about living alone are having to figure out dinner every single night and having to deal with my own spiders. The only other thing I hate about living alone is never having anyone to cuddle up with. Other than that, living alone is heaven.
A single, seedless grape. I didn’t think it was a big deal at first, but googled it and apparently dogs can die from eating a grape. A £200 quid emergency vet bill, and an hour or so of collecting dog vomit, later and he was pronounced safe. Worth it.
Was a nurse, had many patients with advanced dementia over the years. Unfortunately as a result, my answer is “their own feces” as they just have no idea what is what anymore.
Usually some variation of this situation: poop gets on their hands because their trying to swat helpers away who are cleaning them up, then ultimately curious about what’s on their hands before one of us can clean those too, and their fingers end up in their mouth. Same people who refuse to participate meaningfully in eating or drinking anything suitable, with or without assistance.
No one should have to keep living like that. And yet, 60% or more of them were full fucking code. Get your wishes in writing and notarized, placed on file and communicate them with your family or whomever will be point person/people near the end of your time here. Because the default is “do everything” and the reality is, many people suffer for a very long time because of that.
My toddler son dipped watermelon in ketchup before eating it. I was frozen in disgust. I then took a picture of the act to show him and his friends when he’s older.
I think you have a vast misunderstanding of how that will go. It’ll turn into a thing him, and all his friends will start to do in front of you.
I didn’t see it happen and I don’t know whether it was all at once or over some time. But one morning my cat was in distress, and the vets endoscoped 30 wrist-sized ponytail holders out of her stomach. Very grateful she was okay, we banned them in our home because they were her favorite toy but apparently secretly delicious.
i have a hunting dog.
she has consumed many a bloated maggot-invested rotting carcass, whole.
she’s not allowed offleash in the woods anymore. i don’t enjoy having to make her throw up a maggot infested sludge when we get home.
Watched a little cousin pick up a dried chicken shit and crunch it… 3 adults reacted strongly. She had already swallowed it.
In high school I remember different groups of boys making weird gross concoctions and daring one another to eat them. The lumpy milk drinks always seemed the worse. With half chewed hamburger, gummy worms, ect… It was always just gross.
As an adult I have watched and parten in slurping body fluids… Always seemed gross to me. But pleasure is pleasure.
My dog has eaten the shit from my wife’s dog straight from the source, without it even touching the ground…
What’s the height difference?
Same height. They’re almost exactly the same size.
Like a chocolate soft serve dispenser.
Mayo
When? Today?
Day after Easter. On a ham sandwich.
::looks around before hiding my stash of tuna salad::
I have dogs, so right away nothing is off the menu.
Horrifying: the lab has sniffed out and swallowed baby bunnies whole, twice.
Gross: both dogs will eat the shit of any wild animal they find. They especially like cat shit. They both used to raid the cat box if unsupervised.
Kitty biscuits, a doggy delicacy for every k9.
Well, I guess in done reading this thread…
Bonus when they throw it up in the house. 🤢🤮
Best bonus never…
I have seen dogs wolf down a little den of bunnies a few times. Makes children scream.
one night was walking down a major street in my city and a rat darted out in front of us, my dog caught it, thrashed it back and forth, it was screaming, then she slammed it so hard on the ground it went limp.
we kept walking, and the people around us had stopped and were completely silence in shock at the 3 seconds of hyper violence they just witnessed.
I get queasy very easily, almost to the point of vomiting, so dogs eating piles of shit is one of the reasons I don’t want to own one. I could never truly love a dog after seeing it scarf down a steaming pile of shit. I do like dogs that I haven’t seen eat a pile of shit though
dogs are scavengers and opportunist omnivores.
some animals shit has nutrients. dogs love cat shit because it’s high in protein, as cats are carnivores and they don’t digest all the protein they consume so their shit is full of it. also why cat shit stinks way more than dog shit.
they generally don’t consume other dogs shit or other low-value shit. cat shit is high value to a dog.
Can confirm. Live in the country side, two outdoor cats and a dog. The dogs great, but he does not listen to me when he finds cat shit.
But it is getting better. I don’t trust him alone, though.
Really? Cause I’ve seen several dogs just scarf down a steaming of shit at least 3 times. I’ve never seen a small dog chow down on a steaming pile of shit. So maybe it’s the medium sized dogs like a Labrador or an Irish Setter(the last one scarfed up shit like it was ice cream)
it’s usually medical or psych issue if they are doing it repeatedly.
again, it also depends on the shit.
That and the propensity of dog owners of having them lick their faces is a combination I can’t stand
What you said and also people who suck their fingers while or after eating something. I’m no murderer but sometimes it seems justifiable to me
No one tell them about rabbits!
Our dog ate some cat turds, then threw them back up in the living room floor. Fuckin thanks, dog.
probably got too much litter and not enough of the good stuff.
my dog would delicately sift them out. only the funnest and freshest nuggets for her. she’s refined like that.
Why the fuck do dogs eat cat shit. Especially mine. Fkn stop it
it tastes good and supplies them with nutriets.
same reasons goats lick the rocks where humans pee on hiking trails. it’s a great source of salts for them.
They both used to raid the cat box if unsupervised.
The dog version of almond roca.
It was a pet in my case. This was pre-covid, so I wasn’t working at home, and I had this wonderful husky mutt. He loved food, and had a history of what we called “counter surfing” where he’d snatch up any unattended food left on counters.
That was mostly when he was younger though. He’d gotten a lot better about it and we thought we could trust him again. So one day he gets left alone inside for a bit, which everyone would soon come to regret. My idiot boy decided with his brain cell to break into a cabinet and gorged himself on two full pounds of raw white rice.
Thought he might have had a stroke when I first saw him, he was on his side, bloated and unable to get up. Rushed him to the vet and they took the funniest xray that technician had ever seen. Dog was totally fine, just uncomfortable for a while until he could poop out the rice.
I love the constant dichotomy presented by dogs. They do so many intelligent things, but then will do the dumbest shit possible like eating 2 pounds of uncooked rice.
Like, bro. We both know you’re smarter than this.
my dog cat 2lbs of cat food once. happiest day of her life probably.
but oh my god the amount of horribly thinky farts and poos the next couple of days.
Used to babysit my siblings when I was younger.
One of my sister’s go-to snacks was a bowl of cheez-its topped with shredded cheese and ranch dressing.
Then she’d microwave it.
It was so stinky.
But the worst part? I didn’t hate it.
Did you ever try it?
Are we allowed to include dogs and cats as the “someone”
It doesn’t matter if it was a pet, a child, or someone else, just that you were taking care of them.
Thats what the post says
