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.
Reach down and try to pet them.
The one that dodges like Neo in the Matrix is mine.
Thought it was a possum at first lol
After her first vet trip.
Before the trip:
She has such a pretty face!
A blast from the past!
I guess I would simply have to pet all 100 cats
This is probably worth starting with even when you already know which one is yours.
I’d try and use the bathroom. I’d assume that the two cats that follow me in are mine. If it turns out that all cats will just follow strangers into the bathroom, then one cat is immediately going to jump in the bathtub and start messing with the curtain. Another cat is going to try and dive head first into the toilet. Those will be mine.
- Sit in a chair
- Leave room
- Return
- 2 cats will be in the chair
That’s pretty smart. If you fail, hey now you have two more cats
He would be the dead one.
Sorry for your loss, and thank you for the laugh.
And my answer is the same.
identical
You now have 99 dead pets
Lie down and take out my phone. The two cats who immediately get between my face and my phone are mine, as are my 198 new cats.
My dog is the most cowardly dog I’ve ever met. All I would have to do is bring the toy he is afraid of. All the other dogs will either ignore it or want to play with it. But my dog will recognize the scary toy and cower. I got him that toy for Christmas and it was a really nice expensive toy. Same brand as all his other toys he loves. But for whatever reason, he’s scared of it. So I gave it to my parent’s dogs who think it’s just the best toy they’ve ever seen.
They would pick me out
This. My pup would be so anxious around 99 other dogs that she’d rush up to me, waggle her butt and whine about it.
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
I would bring my bed into the room and turn on the floor fan.
awww
If there was just my cat? I’d just get a hoodie on and pretend to start studying. The cat that climbs my back and snuggles up into the hood is mine.
If my dog is also there? I’d just say “where’s the cat?” In my dialect. My dog would just waltz over to the cat and sit on them. Or just point at them like he does with quails (hunting dog) if he can’t reach her.
Seymour has a little pink spot on his muzzle, and I’m not sure if could tell Will from a shag rug…
I’ve had the same gerbil for almost 30 years. I doubt I’d notice if someone swapped it into identical colored one in the middle of the night.
Wow, I didn’t know they lived that long. How long do they usually live?
It was supposed to be a joke. They live around 2 to 4 years.
The gerbil of Theseus.
Oh easy. I’d go sit on the porcelain throne and close the door. He’ll show up incensed that the door was closed soon enough.
Alternately, I could walk within 10 feet of the cabinet that has the treat bag in it.
I’d sneeze. Calcifer (orange cat) would run up and “mer” at me to say ‘bless you’
