Reposting a question I saw on reddit like a decade ago. My favorite answer I read was, “I’d take my 100 dogs home and live like a king.”
Personally, I have two cats, Sansa and Shere Khan. For both, I could significantly narrow down the options by seeing which cats meowed at me the most. (I swear I didn’t teach them to yell, but here we are.) For both, I could bring in a dog to discern which cats weren’t scared of dogs. For Sansa, I could wait until dinnertime and put down some wet food, then see who hems and haws about eating it despite having screamed for it. That might not be enough to get it down to just one each, but oh well. I could use 5 or 10 more cats.
I would bring my bed into the room and turn on the floor fan.
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my cat has a dedicated overstimulated corner on my desk where she goes if I’m annoying her too much but still wants attention, and I imagine that’s not pretty common. She also stares at the wall.
Well, I have a very specific play routine I do with my cat almost every day that no imposter could emulate. I’ll point at her and exclaim, “YOU!!! I know what you’ve done!” and she’ll take off running for her life and I’ll chase after her. When I finally catch her, I ball my hand into a fist and shove it in her belly and she gives me rabbit kicks and sassy chomps.
Well, first I’d be asking what you did to the eye on 99 other pets. After that, I’d find a stairway and take home the first one that tried to trip me going up the stairs
If they are truly ‘identical’ down to every atom, unless we are talking about spiritual things, they are simply all the same?
Identical in appearance only, otherwise the question makes no sense.
Answering the question of whether they would all be the same definitely gets into the spiritual side of things, its impossible to separate.
There’s 99 other dogs in the room. The antisocial thing will be glued to my leg 😆
My dog is missing an ear, so that would make her stand out pretty easily. If the rest of the dogs were also missing an ear, I’d look for the one that was trying to play with the rest of them. Calling her name wouldn’t do any good anyways, since she would be way too distracted by the 99 other dogs.
Kika: raise the palm of my hand threateningly, and start saying things like “nojenta” (disgusting), “jaguara” (sly), “cachaceira” (drunkard), “chata” (boring) etc. Most cats will go away. Kika will however come closer and turn her butt towards me, as if saying “slap it”.
Siegfrieda: start speaking in German. No, seriously. She actually identifies when I’m speaking in Portuguese or in German, and if it’s the later she immediately thinks it’s something with her. Good luck finding 99 cats with a bent mouth and a protruding fang, though.
I feign striking my wife in anger.
We shared a house with my wife’s brother. He was an alcoholic, and got uppity one night. I was at work, so not home.
Our dog made sure he regretted being an aggressive ass towards his sister.
Then I nearly got assault charges for making sure he remembered why he was bruised and scratched up the next morning after I got home from night shift. The canine puncture was his own fucking problem. Note: I didn’t lay a hand on him, was just accused.
Dad’s Doberman would only attack if he thought my stepmom was threatened. They’d play fight to encourage him.
I would go to bed and just from the duvet rustling notice which cat comes running to be the little spoon.
Or I would sit with some yummy human food (like butter) and see which one will stop sniffing at it when I tell them to leave it, and instead go sit patiently at their own place waiting for their taste of the treat (cats aren’t known for their patience, but we have developed this ritual together… next step is utilising the same command when it’s time for their food and see if I can stop that darn yowling).
I haven’t got any pets now, but for the last pet I had, it would’ve been easy. I mentioned in another comment on here recently that she used to attack/eat dandelions.
I could’ve held up a fluffy, white dandelion and waited to see which pup came over to chomp it.
I dunno, statistically speaking, there’s gotta be a few more dandelion eaters in that group of 100
Oh, it’s easy. Mine is the one cat who is picking constant fights with all the other cats. For the amount of love and affection this guy has for human, he has the identical in size hatered for other cats, especially if they look like him
My cockatiel is the only one in this hypothetical flock that would scream my name, when any nearby human gets into an argument.
Can I have props?
If yes, give me a kitchen sink, cutting table and some tomatoes.Upon the mere sound of water running in the sink, my little bastard will run to my feet and start yelling because he thinks I’m preparing meat. Then I show him I’m actually preparing a salad, and offer him a tiny piece of tomato.
He sniffs and walks away in one swift disinterested motion.Whoever doesn’t scream at my feet when I’m at the sink, or shows any interest in the tomato is out of the list 🍅
I honestly can’t think of anything better than being in a room with 100 Boxer dogs.
At the end, the sofa and blanket would have to be huge to fit us all on it, though.
