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I currently don't have any pets but as soon as I move to a place with backyard access, I sooooo want to get a cute little puppy!!

If you have pets, what kind do you have? Dogs? Cats? Fish? It doesn't matter - Do they act any differently when you're dressed? Do PETS act differently when we are en femme? Silly thing to ponder but why not?

We have a red and white Aussie (Australian Shepherd 8 yrs old), Bonnie.

Bonnie is very smart and can even say "hello." She can't do it as well as the Sheltie (Duncan) we had could, as her 'voice' is lower than his was. Go figure.

I used to have Duncan say hello to the neighbors kids so they would quit being afraid of dogs. He loved to 'sing' when I played my harmonica. He scared away a burglar the first week we moved in our new house back in '85.

As I posted in another thread, Bonnie saved our house from burning when he alerted our son to an overheating Black&Decker toaster oven. She is definitely one of the best Anniversary presents I bought my wife.

She doesn't react different when I am dressed, but she quickly sat up in surprise the first time she saw me in a wig last year.

I currently have three cats, all tabey(sp?). Anyhow they usually are sleeping but heaven forbid when I want to dance around and concentrate on nails or make up, that's right when they seek attention and want to get rubbed or lay on my lap. When I talk on the phone they have a cow and start crying and bugging me. Jealousy I suppose. But you gotta love 'em

*hugs*
Tristen

I have a cat named Spot. He's a mixed-breed, balck and white with sort of mid-length fur. He's the grandson of my first cat, and I love him dearly. He doesn't react too differently when I'm dressed, but he does love to climb onto my lap/chest/shoulders, and sometimes this presents me with a small problem.

A GG friend of mine often used to let me dress over at her place. She had a Golden Retriever. The first time her dog saw me come out of the bathroom she started barking uncontrollably until she heard my voice. Then she gave me this confused look. Upon the next visit she was jumping on me & licking my face as usual. The only drawback was that she licked half my makeup right off...

Dressed or not, dogs love me!! Another GG friend of mine had the cutest little chihuaua (her dog never saw me en drab but loved to lick faces) Her dog also did a number with "makeup removal" too...

Needless to say sometimes I get worried about my face and my outfit when they try to jump up...

Most of the time when I dress, it's pretty understated, so it's kind of hard to tell. We have three cats, and if it doesn't interfere with their meal schedule, it's pretty much fine by them.

-Celia

That's awesome! Everybody has such cute pets!!

When I was 12 I had a German Shepherd - his name was Freddy. We adopted him when he was just a puppy. For a German Shepherd he was very affectionate, loved everybody. He wasn't the smartest dog in the world, but he loved people and loved food just as much, LOL (poor Freddy got in trouble with my Mom this one time when he broke into a box of Cinnamon Buns)

When I was 15 we took in a cute little orange Tabby - we called him Cracker since his coat was golden brown, just like a Ritz cracker. Laughing Anyway Freddy & Cracker got along just beautifully & they were just so cute!!

Now Cracker was quite a frisky little bugger. My mother had a stuffed lion on the living room sofa for decoration, which he thought was alive - oftentimes I would catch Cracker hissing and swiping his paw at it. And as soon as you turned on the vacuum cleaner, he'd go nuts!! He would scurry up my mother's expensive drapes in fear of this noisy thing, much to Mom's displeasure.

Anyway - those were my childhood pets & I miss them both dearly. Now I want a puppy to raise!! But only as soon as I have a place with a backyard.

Hi all,

Well, until about a year and a half ago, I was a roommate to my ex, Marie (yeah, go figure), who has two indoor cats, Milan and Mechoui (pronounced "mesh-WE"). I miss them terribly. Mechoui and I, especially, developed quite a bond. He used to lay flat on my chest and watch TV with me in the living-room. Of course, after a while I got tired of watching only nature programs.

Sometimes, when Marie's off travelling somewhere, I become the officially designated cat-sitter. It's always a pleasure to rekindle my friendship with these two house lions.

And, no, they never much cared how I was dressed (although, to be honest, I didn't dress--fully en femme--not even once in the two years I spent living with Marie.

I can't, at the moment, find a pic of Mechoui, but here's his royal highness, Milan (appropriating for himself, as cats do, the only passageway between the kitchen and the living-room).

Love,
CJ

Hi,

Animals too, have been my joy. Dogs and cats have almost always warmed up to me, even when owners said be careful of them. When my self esteem was zero, these animals and our pets gave me a feeling of self worth that I thought others could not see.

My wife found a gray kitten in a cornfield beside our property. It was 4 or 5 weeks old and already dead as far as I was concerned. It barely moved and was boney. The eyes were swollen shut. She saved it. I said at least it can't be a long hair comming out of a field. Our past house cat was a gray long hair that had died of old age 6 months earlier. I loved that cat, but I hated the hair in everything. This new kitten turned out to be a gray long hair also. What are the chances of that?

I have told this story over and over but no one ever would believe me. This kitten was raised with our 13 year old poodle at the time. The kitten never did purr or run it's motor. Our poodle died at 16. Our kind neighbors came over and dug a grave for us.

The cat was lost. It moaned around the house for months. No one will ever convince me that animals have no concept of feelings. Believe me as screwed up as I have been, I was not projecting my feelings on this cat. Neither was my wife.

In three months we bought another poodle. It took three months for them to become pals. That poodle is a female and yet 3 years later still loves to play with the farm cats. This is the truth, our poodle loves to hump the farm cats. The outside farm cats grew up with our poodle too. The gray cat has always stayed in the house and only ventures onto the porch occasionally. My wife asked about the bizarre behavior of the poodle and cats. Our vetinary said that we have a strange poodle and obviously has gender issues and inter species dysforia. I kid you not. The vet is our friend and was joking but my wife really enjoyed telling me that story when I got home from work.

The thing that I said you would not believe is that when the cat was so sad at the loss of her companion, I started to hold and pet her while watching tv. It was only for moments and then got to be longer time periods. I then started to blow with my lips like blowing bubbles. The cat finally started to purr a little after about another 6 months. She is a very quiet purrer. I always wondered that not being raised with other cats or a mother if she did not learn to purr and that it is not instinctive. My cat often sits with me when on the computer. Our poodle is not so patient. I love them both.

Kersten