"My name is Dug. I have just met you, and I love you"
-—dogs-—the a$$ kissers of the animal world-—(hope I don’t get banned for this)
IF poodles were included in the study then the results are biased in favor of cats.
If you’ve spent more than 10 minutes with a dog in your life, you KNOW they’re trying to communicate with you on a regular basis. When I’ve been gone for a few days, and I come back home, my Basset practically does back flips, she’s so happy to see me. She also tells me when she wants to go outside and when she thinks she deserves a treat. Belle is also my alarm clock. :)
Cats? They don’t give a rat’s rump about you, LOL!
(I’ve been owned by both, many times over!)
Does aloofness count as intelligence?
has to be a dog...never seen a cat tree raccoon, bear, cougar, bay or catch a pig, decoy a coyote..i could go on and on
Dogs: “You feed me, you play with me, you shower me with love! You must be God!”
Cats: “You feed me, you play with me, you shower me with love! I must be God!”
Dogs are smart enough to have become allies with the planet’s apex predators. That’s pretty smart.
It seems dogs have about 530 million neurons calculating their behavior, as opposed to 250 million in cats.
“I believe the absolute number of neurons an animal has, especially in the cerebral cortex, determines the richness of their internal mental state and their ability to predict what is about to happen in their environment based on past experience,” neuroscientist Suzana Herculano-Houzel from Vanderbilt University says.
...if Neuron count established intelligence, I know a lot of human outliers
Nothing here that tells when a pit bull is going to bite you. But maybe that’s just a random statistic when unprovoked.
Dog Sneeze = Yes, affirmative, I agree, etc..............
A cat has three tails.
After my Dad died, my Mom got a Pekingese to keep her company. She had a maid who would come in once a week to help her out, and that lady swore the dog was just going to start talking to her one day.
My cat has convinced my dog that sniffing butts is bad, which really confuses my dog when she is around other dogs. She just keeps moving her butt away while looking really conflicted, like
“no, stop that, sniffing butts is bad!”
“why?”
“...I don’t know, it just is!”
These dog gestures are not exactly tough to figure out.
My lab indicates it’s play time by picking up a toy and then repeatedly ramming me with it until I agree that yes indeed, it IS play time.
When he wants to be petted he walks up and puts his head on my leg and just stares at me - edging the laptop aside while doing so. If that doesn’t work, he starts whining.
If he wants a belly rubbing, he rolls over and thumps his tail on the ground.
If he hears a bag crinkle, his ears perk up and he comes running. Then he starts licking his chops.
He’s a master of subtlety.
Nonsense. Cats have merely evolved away from crude, primitive body part movements to communicate and now rely on telepathy and slight eye signals. It’s not their fault that humans don’t have the apprehension apparatus to receive it.
The Dog's Diary
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
The Cat's Diary
Day 983 of My Captivity
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ...
Dogs are awesome.
Cats are jerks.
The cat flops when he wants to be petted. He flops belly up when he wants his belly petted. He nips when you’ve paid too much attention to the other cat. He comes and gets you and then aligns his body to point at his food bowl when he is hungry. He sits and stares at you just out of reach when he wants you to stop watching tv and do something else. He slowly pats objects off of your nightstand when he is in kitty alarm clock mode (yes, this has saved me a couple of times when my phone died due to faulty charging cables). He “fixes” things if he gets his head stuck in them (by enlarging the hole and then checking to make sure his head doesn’t get stuck again).
The dog is all about figuring out what people want, the cat is all about figuring out what he wants and how to get it.
http://rightwingnews.com/humor/cats-or-dogs-which-are-the-better-pets/
Cats and Dogs? My God, do we even have to compare the two? OBVIOUSLY, dogs are better. EVERYONE knows that. Let’s go over the reasons why.Cat owner’s = evil, Dog owners = good:: Some well known cat owners include Saddam Hussein, Adolph Hitler, Mike Tyson and Martha Stewart. See, cat owners are B@STARDS!!! Well known dog owners? None other than Mother Theresa, Billy Graham, Martin Luther King, and even Jesus! Yes, even Jesus, son of God. How can you not like dogs better than cats when Jesus had one? What are you, SOME KIND OF HEATHEN!?!
LOL!! Long piece but very good (and I lean towards cats.)