To ask when you've been embarrassed by your pet?

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Producer Amanda has a myriad of tales about her childhood dog behaving appallingly in public (the local bowls club erected a HUGE gate to keep him from digging holes on the green), so Lucy & Aasmah would LOVE to hear some stories from the forum!

My cat is very friendly and sociable and loves to sit beside visitors, who then pet her. But she doesn’t like being better below her collar and she gets over-enthusiastic and bites and scratches them. 🙄

Classic cat: oh that’s nice, I like that NO YOU DID IT WRONG!

I took my lovely old lady cat to the vet once, and he tried to give her a worming tablet. She turned into a screaming banshee and bit his hand, and then did an enormous poo on his table and got straight back in her carrier.

We used to live in a converted church which say within a working churchyard - though burials were very rare, perhaps only once or twice a year. The council were abysmal at informing us when a burial was going to take place. We once arrived home to find a burial in progress. And our entire flock of free range ducks congregating around loudly begging the mourners for food; and our cats desperately trying to jump into the freshly dug grave. Had we known we’d have kept the cats indoors for the day and put the ducks in their shed. As it was we had to round them all up and apologise unreservedly to the funeral party as we did so.

My puppy did a big puddle of diarrhoea directly outside Waitrose which someone promptly drove a trolley through while I was rummaging in my bag for disposal supplies. I have to go to Sainsbury’s now.

Our old tortoiseshell cat terrorised the postwoman so much that she refused to deliver our mail. I thought she was joking (after apologising profusely and promising to keep the cat in) until the day that one of the kids accidentally opened the front door and I saw a furious ball of fur go hurtling across the close and attack the poor postie with full teeth and claws.

When we got a new postman, he and the cat came to an arrangement where he would completely ignore her and she followed him round the close to make sure he left the premises.

Is this for a Mumsnet podcast?

Hi Drama Alpaca,
There's a chance we could read some responses on a future episode.

When we were trying to sell our house in a slow and stagnant property market, our cat would wait until someone arrived for an arranged viewing and then scurry to his litter tray, where he would expel a loud and very stinky poo. It happened every single time.

I guess he really didn't want to move.

My cat (far too curious for his own good...) jumped into the postie’s van and hid for about 3 hours. Was only discovered when the postie returned to the depot and found him asleep in the back. He was returned to us later that day, not even a little bit ashamed.

I was sitting with my dog on his lead watching my 2 children in the skate park. When I looked down at him I realised he had chewed through his lead. I decided to get him back to the car before he started annoying people and we set off back to the car across the park and by the duck pond. He got is into his head that he would like to chase a duck and took of into the pond and started swimming after a duck. after a few strokes me must have realised that he wasn't really the best of swimmers and so he stopped, looked at me with a panicked face and started threading the water and crying. I have to go in after the fecker to save him.

Is it possible theses could be in blue so we know if we are likely to be broadcast please?

We had a large breed dog, and our postman fell in love with him. Each day the postman would come, Chase the dog around the garden (that’s correct), and then would scratch him on his belly, whilst ddogs legs would be pointing to the sky, then he would give him a treat.

Postman retired. We had several new postman who refused to deliver to us as our ‘dog was out and chasing them around the garden’. They never believed me that it was our postman’s fault he was this excited!

I took my housemates doggie for a walk, he's not desexed so he cocks his leg on everything, we were walking down the street and he was cocking away.
We reached a bus stop (full of people waiting for a bus) and he lifted his leg on the bus stop sign but instead of weeing a little bit he lifted his leg and sprayed diarrhoea all over it.
Mortified is an understatement.

New neighbours were in the process of moving but doing some works ets so left their hoppers open, obviously to get rid of smells etc.

Pulled into the car park one day to find our youngest cat INSIDE their living room staring out at us. She'd climbed in the open windows and Mrs Newbie didn't know how to make her leave. Wee witch!

comtesse that sound exactly like the funeral I want to have !

My cat just shits every time we visit the vet. Every time, just before we have to go in she drops a stinker.
On our last visit, she shat and then did a wee on the vet.
Mostly she just taunts the neighborhood dogs. She's 16 now and can do what she wants.

A friend came round for the first time, we were sat in the kitchen having a brew and a chat and my cat came and sat down near us. She said she wasn't keen on cats and the only use they had was for catching mice which petrified her. Cat gets up and disappears out of an open window. A little while later we hear a noise from the hallway. Go to investigate and there is cat playing with a live mouse right next to front door. My friend screamed and ran into the kitchen while I tried to fight cat and save mouse. I fall over bastard cat mouse escapes to the living room friend shouts to ask what's happening. I try and reassure her it's all under control and hall is clear of mouse. I chase cat to living room friend follows and there is cat sat in the living room eating mouse. Friend sees, screams and runs to hallway making excuses to leave. She seemed traumatised for a while afterwards and hasn't visited since. Friend now thinks cat is evil and did it on purpose.

Also same dog, I would walk him in the afternoon, and would always bump into a very nice looking man (I was taken but a girl can look!). Several times, ddog circled around me, and ran off after nice looking mans dog. Unfortunately it meant that as his lead was now around me, I ended up flat on my back in mud, with nice looking man laughing so much he couldn’t help me up until he composed himself. You’d have thought after the second time of it happening I would have learnt my lesson. No......

Our family dog was a rescue dog. Throughout the years, he treated us to a whole myriad of behaviours that made for some great entertainment.

He peed on the top of the stairs every time we went out, like some sort of dirty protest. We tried everything to make him stop. Nothing worked. In the end he did it so much, it eventually seeped into the electrics below and our pantry light stopped working. That was embarrassing when we had to get the electrician out and explain why.

He managed to work out door handles and managed to open the breakfast room window too. We'd gone out for the day from our farmhouse which was one of a lane of bungalows, out in the middle of the countryside. We returned home to find the dog outside, at the bottom of the lane, with a pair of my mum's knickers in his mouth, for everyone to see and laugh at. Proper Bridget Jones style knickers too. My mum went bright red and hastily retrieved the knickers, quietly muttering things expletives about the dog.

He was a character.

Being caught by a stranger pulling long blades of grass out of his butt. Fortunately she had a dog so knew what I was doing.

I tied our dog up to one of those cage like bins outside the local shop and went in to get a few bits. She decided she needed to follow me and dragged the bin into the shop emptying its contents all over the entrance. I could barely pick all the rubbish up for laughing.

Every time he meets someone new he sniffs their crotch. So embarrassing. He’s exactly the right/wrong height too

My little sister tied her imaginary dog to the railings that were outside the village cornershop.We had all walked back down the big hill to home when she realised she had left it (the imaginary dog) there;instant tears and distress.My mum insisted i went all the way back up to fetch it,as if that wasnt madness enough,when i got to the bottom of the hill ds started wailing again..because I'd brought the wrong one.

@tolerable thats so funny! @Girlwhowearsglasses my dog does that too, do you ignore it? Sometimes I do sometimes I tell her to get away either way its embarrassing

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