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When animals behave oddly

Carrie Moore
Published: Thursday, September 26th, 2013

This may come as a shocker to, well, no one, but I am an animal person.  In my nearly 24 years of life, I have had 12 cats, two dogs, three hamsters, three goldfish, a chinchilla and a chunky raccoon. 
Even though I have a love and respect for animals, they don’t seem to like me very much and I don’t know why.
My first experience was when I was a toddler. My parents and I were bike riding on our normal route past a kids horse camp when a horse decided to reach out and nip my shoulder. I was wearing a jacket that protected me from getting hurt, but it was my first traumatic animal-related experience. 
There have been two separate chipmunk incidents in my life. The scariest of the two was when I was still learning how to drive.
My cat, Smokey, had been stalking a chipmunk for days and I even had to rescue it from her mouth a number of times during that week. As I pulled into the driveway, she ran out in front of me, causing me to slam on the breaks, leaving tire marks on the concrete.
Thinking I hit Smokey, I jumped out of the car and ran into the yard, finding Smokey with the chipmunk in her mouth. Just as I was about to get the chipmunk out of her mouth, it hopped on my foot and proceeded to crawl up my pant leg. 
Before I knew it, I was running around the yard — with Smokey following my trail — trying to get this thing out. And who was there to help? No one, since my mom was laughing too hard to get out of the car. 

This may come as a shocker to, well, no one, but I am an animal person.  In my nearly 24 years of life, I have had 12 cats, two dogs, three hamsters, three goldfish, a chinchilla and a chunky raccoon. 

Even though I have a love and respect for animals, they don’t seem to like me very much and I don’t know why.

My first experience was when I was a toddler. My parents and I were bike riding on our normal route past a kids horse camp when a horse decided to reach out and nip my shoulder. I was wearing a jacket that protected me from getting hurt, but it was my first traumatic animal-related experience. 

There have been two separate chipmunk incidents in my life. The scariest of the two was when I was still learning how to drive.

My cat, Smokey, had been stalking a chipmunk for days and I even had to rescue it from her mouth a number of times during that week. As I pulled into the driveway, she ran out in front of me, causing me to slam on the breaks, leaving tire marks on the concrete.

Thinking I hit Smokey, I jumped out of the car and ran into the yard, finding Smokey with the chipmunk in her mouth. Just as I was about to get the chipmunk out of her mouth, it hopped on my foot and proceeded to crawl up my pant leg. 

Before I knew it, I was running around the yard — with Smokey following my trail — trying to get this thing out. And who was there to help? No one, since my mom was laughing too hard to get out of the car. 

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