no this isn't a writing on bestiality u sicko... it runs in our family that we have a way with animals. my grandfather Pa would go to a zoo, go to Tilly the elephant's cage, yell "up Tilly! up!" and the goddamn pachyderm would honest to god stand on her hind legs.
my mother has ways and many have been passed on. for instance our family doesn't just walk dogs, we walk our cats. my mother used to walk at least 3 of ours. they would love it. she would whistle for them, they would come, and they would walk around the block, sniffing, checking out properties, pissing at times. loved it.
i do it too: when i walk my sister's dog, the cat loves to come, run around etc even with the big dog. he loves it more than the dog i think. both are black by the way, i call them my Army of Darkness.
and my niece and nephew do it too. everyone who sees us says pretty much the same: "i've never seen such a thing!" "my cat doesn't do a anything!" "they just walk with you?" it's something you don't see marching around in the suburbs in 2010 too much.
That's pretty cool! My cats were always indoor/outdoor cats and since they had their outdoor freedom already, they would never have walked with me.
ReplyDeleteours were always in/out door too. may b worth a try: especially if they're following u around a bit outside, try for a walk around the block, coax them a bit (talk. whistle) and see what happens u may b surprised.
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