Your formal writeup on your dog’s language is wonderful. I’m trying to learn Husky, but I’m not far enough along to formalize it yet.

My ginger cat lets me carry her monorail style over one outstretched forearm. I carry her around the yard the way a waiter carries the little white towel over his arm, while I water my plants and I tell her in detail about what seeds ive planted this year. She seems moderately interested.

Sh also lets me carry her upside down with two hands, ass in the air, front legs dangling down, belly out, when she’s somewhere she’s not supposed to be, I pick her up, dangle-carry her to her bed, and yeet her in. She seems to think it’s funny.

In the morning, when it’s time for breakfast, she walks down the hallway in front of me, pinballing off the walls, and hitting her head quite hard each time. She walks under the table and chairs, bonk, bonk, bonk, bonk. She does it on purpose.

Sometimes my bunny will fall asleep with his chin on his litterbox in such a way that it makes him snore really loud. Sometimes people in my meetings can hear it.

My Shiba Inu makes this sort of growly yawn sound that sounds like she’s saying, “I know!”

She often coincidentally does this after our family or friends are talking which results in hilarity because there’s no way she truly knows wtf we’re talking about. 😂

Great post! - My wonderfully funny cat Archie, though he’s in cat heaven now, used to love to eat popcorn 😄 To watch him eat it was the funniest thing in the world! 😁🤗👌

This little guy (named Mop) figured out that if I pick him up and face him looking away, I will walk toward whatever direction he looks. He uses it to investigate tall stuff that he normally can’t reach. I call it mecha-piloting.

My cat will go under the blankets in bed when it’s cold out. He figured this out after many years of living here. Some nights it still takes him a while to figure it out. He’ll jump on the bed. I’ll lift the blankets. He’ll peer under there like he’s never seen this scenario before in his life. After several cautious minutes he’ll usually settle down. If I try to speed up the process by putting the blankets on him, he’ll run out of the room

Tucker is our 12ish year old Tabby. He gets in the bed at night and snuggles up with his back against my chest, and uses his paws to grab my arm and pull it in against his belly like his own little body-pillow. His purring always puts me right to sleep.

My dog sometimes makes some adorable little yipping/whooping noises in her sleep.

She’s also figured out that if she paws at my wife’s lap when she’s at her desk she can spin her around to force her to give her attention.

And when she wants to play she’ll throw a ball at you. Or when she wants to play by herself she sometimes throws things down the stairs so she can chase after them.

She’s got a weird mischievous streak, she sometimes steals random objects off the counter, doesn’t chew or try to eat them, just kind of carries them to a random place around the house. Came home one day to a martini glass sitting on our bed, kind of impressive since her breed (malinois) isn’t exactly known for having a soft mouth.

If you’re napping on the couch, sometimes she’ll come over and nibble on your nose gently if she wants attention.

My kitten makes little sounds of effort when she jumps onto stuff.

My AhBeauDoggy had a pikachu that he found and brought home one day(he fucking stole it I know it). He loved that thing. If you squeezed it it said pika-chu. The only stuffed animal/toy that wasn’t destroyed in seconds. Had that thing for like two years before the voice stopped. Still loved the shit out of it so I would do the pika-chu for it. Had it years after his passing. Probably still have it squirrelled away somewhere.

I would touch the tip of my finger to my buddy’s nose and say, “Beep.” He would give me a look. I would do it again and he would do a little lip snarl. Do it again and it would get bigger. Eventually he would “snap” at my finger. He wasn’t doing it to hurt, I barely felt it, was just his little way of saying, “I got ya.”

He would also bark at women when they would sneeze.

He would also play with a rock in the kiddie pool.

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Lost him to cancer 2 years ago. He was the only thing that kept me going when my wife passed in 2019.

My cat Noodle has a petting spot - one very specific area of the living room floor where she allows pets to happen. When we’re playing and she senses that pets are imminent, she will dart over to the petting spot and flop over on her side. Petting may now commence.

Also, she has developed the habit of jumping on top of me in the middle of the night and licking my nose. I haven’t decided if she’s bored and wants attention or if she’s checking to see if I’m dead so she can start eating me.

Back in my teenage years we had a cat and a dog, they weren’t best friends but they got along just okay. Then my father’s new girlfriend (later wife) started visiting with her 3 dogs, and the 3 would chase the cat around the house, and our old dog would chase the 3 to try help the cat

The good: My guinea pigs do cute little hops and skips and zooms when they’re excited.

The bad: if I even quietly open a bag of chips in my room they will think they’re missing out on food and scream as loud as they can. Which isnt very loud but it makes me feel bad and so I go downstairs to get them some fresh veggies or a snack of some kind.