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What's the strangest animal or critter you ever had?
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WallSal55    Posted 04-12-2002 at 19:18:58       [Reply]  [Send Email]
My husband got 2 peacocks from a bird farm.
The male put on quite a show for the female
(Feather-wise). The strangest thing about these
2 peacocks is that they would crow every day. I cannot remember if it was at dawn or dusk.
Anyway, we would come home in our car. As
we would get out and unload our stuff, they
would crow and scare us. They were perched on
the corn crib. (All noises coming from there
echo in a circular pattern between all the
buildings, house, and garage.) Sometimes, they
wouldn't crow, but you could see their silhouette
perched on top of the cupelo of the crib as you
peeked over your shoulder. (Somehow you knew you
were not alone). I remember watching one
peacock standing on the cupelo of the crib one
day for 15-20 minutes--on one leg! They also
would get in a tall tree or on top of the house.


magpie    Posted 04-14-2002 at 06:29:14       [Reply]  [No Email]
Cat named rascal, great big fat,long haired nuisance. Likes to take things and put them in the dog water pail, then bob them up and down. Loves to throw things on floor. We can't leave a single drawer or cubbyhole open, or he will find it. Only 2 years old, so I guess his entertianment needs haven't been met yet. Wife loves him, I hate to admit it, but I kind of like him too.


screaminghollow    Posted 04-13-2002 at 22:26:35       [Reply]  [No Email]
My father was a Game Warden, so every spring folks dumped all kinds of "orphaned" critters on us. We had litters of baby squirrels, raccoons, rabbits, fawns, pheasant chicks, quial chicks, baby groundhogs, fox kits and even a bear cub. The positively strangest was a Great Horned Owl chick we named Igor. fed him hamburg and bone meal. He got to be almost three feet tall and stayed on a perch in the corner of an enclosed porch. Darn thing could turn his head 360 degrees. Also had a skunk and a variety of reptiles dropped off. Sometimes it seemed like I was living on Noah's Ark. Mom would get up in the middle of the night to try to feed baby animals with an eye dropper and warm milk formula. She sure deserved the Dr. Doolittle award.


Ole Cuss    Posted 04-13-2002 at 10:39:33       [Reply]  [No Email]

I knew a married couple who had a cross-eyed possum which they had raised from a very young age. This was a docile, doted upon, and much loved house pet. When it died, I expected an expensive funeral and pet cemetery deal, but they blew me away when they asked me to line them up with a good taxidermist. The pet possum now has a place of honor in perpetuity atop their TV. My best deer hunting buddy loves his dogs but has a special place in his heart for a pet corn snake named Sarah. I once had a beagle that would steal and eat tomatoes right off the vine, and another beagle that would steal an alcoholic beverage if given the chance (drank one lady's Bloody Mary at a field trial once). I adopted a white rat that had an enormous mammary tumor which the owner didn't want to fool with; I removed the tumor and found out the rat weighed 12 ounces and the tumor alone weighed a pound. And anyone who visits my house should be aware when using the bathroom that a ferret might be hiding in the plush bath mat, waiting to ambush someone when their pants are down; weasels have a great sense of humor.


Mudcat49    Posted 04-13-2002 at 09:00:58       [Reply]  [No Email]
A WIFE!!!!! Most women are strange!!!


Redbelly1    Posted 04-13-2002 at 08:30:24       [Reply]  [No Email]
Mrs Redbelly1 had a rabbit once that would eat meat.

She kept the rabbit in the house, which drove her miniature weiner dog nutz with jealousy.

One day she put some lunch meat in the dogs bowl, and put lettuce in the rabbits bowl at the same time.

The rabbit went to the dogs bowl and began eating the lunch meat. The dog, not to be outdone, went over to the rabbits bowl and ate the lettuce.


I used to have a Heinz 57 German Sheppard dog that would chase jets (jet trails) across the sky.

If he saw one, or you pointed one out to him, he'd take off barking, with his head up in the air.

He never caught one though.


Redneck    Posted 04-13-2002 at 04:53:18       [Reply]  [No Email]
Had to be a rooster.We live back in the sticks and at the time none of the pastures had been taken care of.A brother had some game chickens and when he moved the ones he couldn't catch went wild.They roosted in tall pine trees and over a couple of years we saw them only a few times.

One day this little rooster come walking out of the woods.He was untouchable and unfeedable.This meeting went on for three days,with him finally eating and running.On the forth day,as I walked across the yard,this little rooster come sailing out of his pine tree and landed on my shoulder,like a dadgum parrot.It was love at first lite.


For about a month this went on,if I went out,here come the rooster.I became very attached to my little buddy.He even sit on my bulldog's back.If you don't think it was a sight to see a 6'5",240 lb redneck,settn' on the back of his pulpwood truck,playing the banjo while his bulldog and rooster shared some cornbread an cold beer...we was in hog heaven.

Sadly this little gang was broken up.The rooster became so trusting that he walked up to the neighbors (now late) hunting dog.


buck    Posted 04-13-2002 at 10:01:51       [Reply]  [No Email]

Don't guess this is about exotic animals but since you mentioned a roster I'll throw this in. Now my sisters husband (which has passed away) took a liken to exotic chickens and had a number(about 20) or various kinds that used an old chicken house about 200 ft. from their home.When the BIL dies them chickens all came up missing except this one very large red roster. He had about a dozen shades of red and I have to admit that he was a good lookin bird.My sister mentioned that she would like to get the old chicken house taken down so one morning when I knew she was out of town I threw some paper ond motor oil in the door and lit it.My sister has a way of wanting things done in certain ways so I try to do them when she is gone. Well back to this roster which I had forgotten may possibly be in the old house.About the time the flames are coming out the door out flies this roster and makes 3 or 4 stabs at getting through the wire fence about 30 ft away. When he finally makes it through the fence he sorta gains his composure and starts pacing back and forth and I was getting the destinct feeling that he wants to flog me pretty bad.At this point I was watching that roster more than the burning chicken house.After some time the roster starts walking toward a pond about 200 ft. sorta walking side to side and looking back at the burning house and me.After the fire settled down some I was leaving to get on with other chores and noticed the roster just standing there sorta hunched over looking toward the burning house.I came back later that night to check on the fire and there was the roster in same position and spot but I didn't bother him and the fire was ok but still burning pretty good so the next morning I check again and the roster still in same spot same position. Well I am really feeling bad now that this roster is obviously grieving over the loss of his home but not knowing what to do I left thinkin I"d reture that afternoon to clean up the place where the chicken house was and maby attempt to fied him a new home.That was the last time I saw that roster and I have never mentioned him to my sister.


DeadCarp - prairie dog    Posted 04-12-2002 at 21:43:11       [Reply]  [No Email]
Not mine - mine was Ginger, a raccoon (we used to give her jello, she'd go to wash it & it'd melt)

but my buddy in Fla has a prairie dog that rides on the dash of the motorhome and is quite a gal :)
Here's some pictures of Chums.....


Okie-Dokie    Posted 04-13-2002 at 06:37:16       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Strangest animal? Mine had to be a Llamma afflicted with a mental illness called "Male Beserk Syndrome". Meanest critter that ever walked on four legs. Loved the women, hated men with a passion. He could spit sweet grain thru a knot hole in the barn wall and get the bull's eye every time! To feed this charactor I had to use the garbage can lid as a shield like a gladiator to avoid the green slime he hurled at me. I tried to out spit him once and using the lid as a shield, had him on the run till I ran out of spit. Then it was all over for me. I had to make a hastey retreat. Sold him to a guy who put him in a stock trailer and made a bee line for that exotic animal sale in Mo.


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