Kids can be terrible around animals, it bothers me when their parents don't do anything to stop them or whatever. This summer, there was a dog a while ago at the farm I go to resting in the shade trying to stay out of the sun and this kid was bothering it trying to get it to play while his mum was talking. In short... The dog ended up snapping at him, causing him to run off crying to his mum. Fortunately the dog didn't actually hurt him and the kid's mum told him off for mithering the dog but it's entirely possible that it could've been much worse. People should keep an eye on their kids when there are animals around... Especially grumpy ones It's even worse when the horses aren't in the best of moods, oy...
Some people really are ridiculous... If you deliberately provoke an animal, you have to expect it to react! And it's not like the animals (Such as your dog) attacked the people, they were just warning them to stop... What annoys me most is that when a 'dangerous breed' is provoked, they're likely to be put down, when it really isn't their fault. It's just sad. Stupid people...
Reminds me of the other day, when I was at a rock climbing gym. The owner, for some reason, had a pet snake, and kept her there so people might come and pet her. She seems to be anxious and temperamental around people, especially kids, but when I held her, she really got comfy and seemed to get a bit attached.
And a year or so ago, I was petting a male snake at the zoo, and he tried to mate with me. I can understand him liking me, but really? HE TRIED TO FUCK ME.
When I pick my cat up, I put my hand under his front arms, in his armpits sorta and around the upper body and once I can support that part with only one hand I put the other around his lower body, and hold him like a baby by my shoulder. He likes that, going by the purrs I get
My sister, on the other hand picks him up and has him in a ridiculous position. "I don't think the cat likes that :l" "Oh yeas he doe- OWWW HE BIT ME!!" Well, no shit, sis.
If he purrs when you pick him up, hopefully he's not in too much distress. I hardly ever pick up my cats because I prefer to give them as much freedom of movement as I can (they generally come when called) so when I do, they don't enjoy it very much and wriggle about! If you're not holding them properly and they start squirming, they can hurt themselves. But they also purr when I lift them - they don't like being carried, but they do like being near to me
Our cats seem to show kinda clearly what they like and don't like on that subject. One cat gets relaxed and purrs when we lift him, and the other generally fucking hates it and tries to get away. Me and mum are the only ones who can carry her for a shorter time without her struggling, if it's needed. Oh, and her previous owner, too.
It's okay for a short period of time or if there is no other way to lift them. I once had to rescue my cat from the eaves of a garage roof and the only way I could grab him was by getting his scruff to immobilise him, then getting under his arms and pulling him down. I'm pretty sure that was uncomfortable for him, but he'd been stuck for a couple of days and hadn't eaten.
I generally hate children with animals. The truth is: They don't mix. I try not to let children go near my dog because he is a bit nervous, but since he is a rather small dog, they think he will love them. Then when he growls at them to tell them to back off, they give me a look because they think it is the dogs fault! I totally agree with you.
Yeah. Because most kids these days grow up in a city, with no regular contact with large animals, they have no idea how to behave! I mean, the only regular time they have with horses is if they watch a cartoon.
This actually reminds me of something that happened to my friend in elementary school. (We were all about 11-12-year-olds) My friend's family had a small chihuahua, and often our classmates would go there to play with him, and my friend would show all kinds of tricks the dog could do (He was a really smart dog, I tell you)
But anyway... One day, a classmate of ours was playing with the dog and teased him with the sleeve of her hoodie, which of course caused him to attack it thinking it was a toy, and well.... You guessed it: the sleeve tore. And guess who she blamed.
Yep, the dog.
Me and my friend were both all "You're kidding me, right...?" (we both had dogs in our families)