I had a coon cat liked to plant his hind legs on a dresser to reach four feet up and bang a hanging mirror for door service every 4am.  Robear was adept at dodging hurled sneakers, too. None of that 'how can I please thee, exalted one' shit for him. Pure mischief and I miss the ornery fuck.

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My neighbors coon hound will jump from the air conditioner to the fence and right into the tree to get a squirrel.

tojo2000 wrote:

I once had a dog that was a purebred Crotch Retriever.

I once had a dog that turned into a hedge. She also passionately loved to eat cicadas on the wing or off the shrubbery.