Cute Overload :D
…between Good & Evil. Which is which depends on your viewpoint, of course!
Sent in by Anita A.
That pug noise is pretty, um, distinctive.
I thought it was a French bulldog.
kind of disturbing
Cats rule.. dogs drool. :)
While I feel kind of sorry for the crying doggies, every canine needs to learn the lesson that a cat is a Flying Ginsu-Bladed Ball of FURY, if they are confident, or properly provoked. ;)
The third one had me more worried that the altercation raced out into the street. Far too many chases have ended badly that way.
This isn’t good and evil, the best homes have both! :D <3 In my home, my 9 pound dog totally bullies my 14 pound cat so… there you go. ;)
Yea- I wasn’t happy about that one. Actually, I wasn’t happy about any of them, but I was curious why the one large doggie didn’t move his snout??
:lol: Oh, yeah :lol:
Okay, am I the only one who thinks that the dog in the second clip was missing a few brain cells? “Whaaa?! What’s da’ matter….why do you keep bopping me on the face?! Whaaa….?!” lol ;)
My guess is the cat’s declawed, and the dog was amused by the tapping.
The dogs running away wailing and squealing had me cracking up. Never cross an animal armed with razor sharp pointy ends and who enslave humans en masse.
except in the first clip, which is the best.
he wasn’t getting clawed and thought kitteh was playing.
He was obviously the cat’s boxing coach. “Come on, put some welly into it! You hit like a hamster!”
That last one was kind of un-funny. The dog was too terrified and it made me sad. :(
I admit that I held back my comments because my first reaction was that none of these were funny.
I’d hate to be a “nuffer” but I’m glad to see that others felt the same way I did.
I think he was trying to sound like the cat growling!
I thought it was funny that the cat was like “Whoa whoa, you are way too worked up here, I’m just gonna go…”
Besides, the dog started it by barking at the cat in the first place. If ya can’t stand the heat…
:lol: The only one that could of ended badly was the one where they run into the street all the other ones are hilarious.
Don’t be fooled, pugs always scream like that, doesn’t mean he’s really terrified or in pain. Sounds horrible but it means nothing. They are very very manipulating little dogs. If you look he keeps looking a the person taping. Classic spoiled pug behaviour :lol:
preach! that dog was disgusting.
I always used to think that cats needed to be wary of dogs when actually it’s the other way around. :)
I call Matchingks on that second pair!
Oh I think we all know how all of this would end:
Absolutely! Coincidentally, my parents have a matchingk dog/cat pair–in their case, both black and white tuxies–and they ‘interact’ the exact same way. (That is to say, the cat boxes the dog in the face, and the dog does nothing to defend himself.)
Not to get too grim here, but sadly, you were right the first time. You don’t hear about cats ever actually injuring (besides a scratch), let alone killing, a dog, but it does happen the other way around. I’ve known a few cats personally who have been killed by dogs, including my grandparents’ Siamese, ‘Ting’ and our own beautiful ‘KeeTonn.’ If I were Empress of the Universe, every puppy would have its nose bloodied by a big, mean cat so they would all grow up knowing that cats are to be respected.
Yeah, the cat was like, “Dude, chill!”
ROFLMAO!!! OMG that is so cute. most laid back dog ever!
MOre like parking lot at an apartment building maybe. parking spotls in an L at the very least.
Cats: Everything else
Yeah, that’s about right.
As an owner of both cats and dogs, I hate seeing them not getting along.
Take another listen to the cat’s low moaning growl at the end. Nothing chill about it.
Then you would have loved what our KeeTonn did to the neighbor’s dog, Andy. She never minded him until she had a litter of kittens–then, when he came into our yard, she would leap onto his back and ‘ride’ him (no doubt hanging on with all her claws) while he ran for home, yelping the whole way. She’d calmly hop off once he was out of her territory. I don’t even know how many times she ‘got’ him during those weeks. He tried to avoid her, but she would hide, then leap out at him. He was so loud- we’d be sitting in the living room watching TV and hear “YIPE! YIPE! YIPE!” and just say, “Tonn got Andy again.”
Or possibly just not mad enough to put claw into it.
“Would you stop sniffing at that and move? Dude, come ON! I’m HUNGRY!”