You swap personalities with your pet , what's your new personality?

[NewLion]

I now hate other dogs appearing on tv

Pet 1. I enjoy lots of communication during the night and fill the night hours with the special tribal singing of my kind. I can detect ham is in the fridge with door closed and will treat the family to my mournful songs until I get some.

Pet 2. I am a psychotic, over reactive chirruping paper clip kleptomaniac. I run up and down the stairs for 30 minutes of eye popping chasing of stray hairs and my prey are tiny spiders or flies who I stalk around the homestead for hours.

Can't reply, too busy sleeping

I am ALWAYS ready to go outside. I have boundless energy for walking/running/ training. I am judgemental if someone annoys me and will sit on the armchair with my arm up and glare at people. I go to bed at 9pm and I don’t understand why everyone doesn’t FUCK OFF then. I am a mummy’s boy. Apparently. Although she is the one who is clearly obsessed with me. I have long silky black ears and I love to make sure they are full of sticks, undergrowth and bad smells.
All socks and shoes are mine. I need to carry them.

I spend my days sitting by the front window checking the neighbours are behaving themselves, or waiting to be fed. I also head off regularly into the back alley to catch rats.
I mean, he earns his keep, but I'd rather have beef stew than fish cat food.

I constantly have my nose in the recycling bin and I go ballistic when I see a squirrel.

I’m skittish and can get through our neighbours fence. I’d do anything for a piece of cheese and if I see a squirrel or a pheasant I won’t comeback (even for cheese)

I'm a yappy gobshite who over eats , but is super affectionate and adorable. maybe we are the same personality actually :)

Pretty much the same as it is now
obstinate, demanding, need affection but only on my terms, love to nap, enjoy exploring the garden and watching the birds. Get annoyed with my DH if he ignores me but then ignore him.

I enjoy sitting in the hedge at the end of the road with my friend.
Although we do occasionally bite and scratch each other, nothing serious.

Sleepy, slayer of spiders, butt licker, eats like a hungry hippo and shits in a box.

Exactly the same, except I like other dogs a lot less.

I still only like a select few people and tolerate the rest, I don’t like my personal space being invaded, I’m filled with sass, side eye and judgement, I’m snarly when my sleep is disturbed and I don’t like being told what to do.

She’s truly my spirit animal.

I'm not telling you. In fact, if you even LOOK at me I'll bite you. So don't ask again, all right?

Where's my biscuits.

I bounce about at 7am demanding my breakfast. Then I need a little snooze for a few hours.
I might crack open half an eye about 2pm. Might be coaxed for a small walk. Then...5pm. Teatime!!!! Yay!!

Suki, black cat, nearly 2 - I'm very independent, I rarely ask for much, as in treats, so I always get them when I do. I have mad half hours and find hours of joy in sticks from the garden and my catnip mice. I can be very loving and adore cuddles but only on my terms. I'm small and dainty but when I fight with my brother, I'm feisty!
Sabre, black cat, twin brother of Suki - I am like a bull in a china shop, I like to stare at you as I knock things off the coffee table one by one. I thud through the house and keep getting told I should have been called Thumper. I get sexy and bitey on the stairs. I adore the man of the house. No-one else exists when he's around. I am addicted to duck bites (treats) and the other night, I managed to take out the entire front of the thick plastic packet out by gnawing through it. Then the treats suddenly and of course, accidentally, disappeared down my gullet!
I have no respect for personal space at all and will happily plonk myself on a mobile phone. I like to drag toys over to my human for her to play with me. I am a gentleman with my sister usually, unless we're fighting!

I would be a sassy, bossy girl, not scared to speak out, even though my legs are short and my ears are big. But I would also be a cuddle monster. I would definitely be demanding for cheese.

I love everything and everyone, every day is the best day ever! I eat and eat and eat and somehow I’m perfectly toned. I take multiple naps with on my back with one paw in the air and everything on display. All I need for entertainment is a ball. I sigh like I have the hardest life in the world 🤣.

I am now timid and sensitive, choose not to eat my extremely expensive food and sleep for as long as possible

I like a lie in but when I do wake, I will put both feet on my mum and use her as an aid for a big stretch. After a walk and breakfast, my day will be spent alternating between snoozing next to mum WFH and rubbing my nose across the clean windows as I supervise the comings and goings outside. I will bark if someone's walk is too slow or they stop for a chat - keep it moving people.

I hate bad weather, and it really annoys me when I go out the front door and it’s raining. So I go out the back door in the eternal hope that’s it’s a different climate out back. It never is. I continue this existential existence until summer, when it’s too hot and I lie in a heap under a tree looking angry.

I hate the cold and the rain, live for food, love being in bed and just want someone to make a fuss of me. So not much different really, only the dog actually gets most of those things.

Needy AF, greedy and awake and crying at 5AM (if you are lucky that day!)

The best fun in the entire universe is putting a wooly ball inside a Croc shoe and then fishing it out with my paw, then doing it again, then doing it again. Don't knock it if you haven't tried it. Also, staring at daffodils. For hours. Best fun ever, except Ball and Croc.

This thread really makes me laugh, so I’m giving it a bump on the hope of more pet/human personalities.

I used to “give myself a good time” after dinner each night, regular as clockwork, making the most alarming snorting sounds. I’ve mostly given up this hobby since I’ve had a trip to the vets. I still get strange urges sometimes so I give it a go, but then give up halfway through and feel a bit confused.

My squeaky chicken is the BEST THING EVER!!!

I find life quite confusing. Is a book out of context (for example, on a stair) still a book? I don't know. I'd better give it a cautious whack to find out.

Why do my housemates trip over me in the dark when visibility is perfectly adequate? It's quite pathetic to see them blundering around. I occasionally enjoy pulling the belts out of their dressing gowns, as they don't seem to know who or where I am. Tee hee!

I don't want a job - I can't be bothered. I had three children, but they kept interrupting my sunbathing, so I was quite happy when they left home. I don't really miss them to be honest.

I'd like to make a complaint about a serious design fault. Every time I mew my ball falls out of my mouth.

My mouth. My ball. Stop it happening! MEW!!!

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