I get the feeling that my dog would annoy me by being some clingy chick, and my cat would be the sweetest guy ever.

But I’d love them both anyway.

An overweight couch potato who refuses to leave the house.

I tend to overly personify my "vicious, killer, attack chihuahua", anyhow. She would pretty much do what she always does, and be about like a chatty four-year-old who somehow has the intuition of someone much older and wiser. If I am feeling down, she mysteriously knows just what to say or do to cheer me up--even if there are no words. She actually doesn't talk as much as most people would think and proves that stereotypes are not necessarily the truth. She is happy to see me when I return from my travels (to the store, work, etc.), but quickly calms down once I said hello. Trips to go potty are always excitedly announced, and begging for treats is, of course, par for the course, when good behavior has happened.

On the other hand, some of her behaviors, while they would be cute, at first, would annoy me, if coming from a human.

Mine would play chess and be a good loser.

Kind of laid back, quiet and a bit nervous at times.

But as long as he doesn't still shit in a tray in the back room, I don't really care!

Annoying as any new human being that is used to be a dog.

My one dog, Pepper, would become Sgt. Pepper, as he likes to be the boss. My other guy, Mitch, would probably be a cab driver.

Mine (and my daughter's) would spend most of the day asleep only waking to eat and relieve himself (and no this isn't me by the way) he's very timid but runs like Usian Bolt only with shorter legs. If he were human for a day I might have trouble finding a toilet roll tube big enough for him to hide in!!!
Btw he's a hamster

Mine would be a self-absorbed princess believing without a doubt that she deserves everything.

Well, for one they would be insanely clumsy as they only know how to move as either a dog or cat would. They'd likely have a Hell of a lot of trouble just getting around. Also, only knowing what the dog knows, while now it has the cognitive capacity to learn like a human, it still would start the day with the knowledge of only a dog. And a day wouldn't be enough to learn human language, maybe a couple of words but for the most part communication would be almost exactly like that of communicating with a dog. After a while of likely hurting themselves just trying to learn how to move in an adult human form, they would probably start reaching for things they couldn't before, and that's if they learn how to use their hands instead of their mouths to grab things, another aspect few species really use on this planet. That day would likely be unpleasant for both the dog and the human trying to help the dog the whole time bring unable to communicate properly and the fact of how easy it is to hurt themselves would make it a full time job the whole day until they revert back to their original form.

Really, turning your pet human for a day wouldn't be as fun as it sounds unfortunately. A more permanent change would work better in the long run as over time they would learn everything there is to being a human aside from childhood experiences and one day they could tell you what it was like to be a dog which would be pretty cool.

Got a cat, Iplay pretty rough with her from time to time, Ithink if she turned human she would want to rough me up a lil bit she tries as a cat but im too fast for her to actually hurt me she loves it though all Igotta do is snap my fingers and she comes running for som beating( fun) Idont hurt her but push her a lil

Exactly like me ..a bit of a dick but tends to be chilled

Emily is a princess cheerleader prom queen Valley Girl. She'd drive me nuts.
Ashley is the real-life Madea, but older and using her walker to beat people over the head.
Mischa is a tin-pot dictator, maybe a reincarnation of Pol Pot or one of the dead Korean dictators.
Hathir is a chronic paranoid. He'd spend the day hiding in the closet instead of under the bed.
Aisling would also be hiding, because she's part feral. I suspect she'd act like one of my more unfriendly Autistic clients.

Of my deceased cats, Peeshee would spend all day snuggling in bed. So would Nimitz, but with a joint with the Dead playing. And Kindrie would go out hunting and bring home venison instead of pigeon.

LMAO!! He would have learned how to cook and share the BEST parts of his kills. Usually all that he'd leave for me to see would be feathers, certain entrails or a bunny tail. He was an indoor outdoor kitty that loved me completely and unconditionally. He lived to 16 years old and I still miss him terribly.

I'd make her go to the store and buy me snacks for a change. Then she gives me a bath.

Intolerable.

The dog would be a hyper two year old, jacked up on pixie styxs. The cat would be one of those silver screen starlets complete with the cigarette holder.

Overly entitled - but cute.

Good conversion

Hahahahaha

I don't have a pet..pouts..

Sassy my German Shepherd would be lying on the couch with the TV on MSNBC in the background. If someone she doesn't know comes to the door to check you out with a few sniffs of your crotch. When satisfied she'll head back to the couch. If there's any food on the counter or if you leave your lunch sitting to go to bathroom she'll jump up on counter and its gone. Mooch dog. No apologies and back to the couch for a snooze.

Fujita The Cat would almost certainly be the smartest person in the room, but would calmly, patiently, listen to whatever anyone else had to say about the topic of the moment, even if what they were saying about it was completely off-base. He would be quite mellow most of the time, but if something should happen to excite him he would instantly become a ball of energy, talking a mile a minute -- even if he was by himself.

For mealtime, Fujita would almost certainly be the first to the table. If the meal was something that was pleasing to his palate, such as fish (ANY fish!) he'd dive right in and chow down, never thinking about waiting for others or any other table manners for that matter. However, if it was something he wasn't accustomed to eating he would pretty much ignore it, sit there bored, and maybe even get up and walk away from the table. (In his non-human life he is quite finicky -- he does not eat people food nor does he eat cat treats. He just turns his nose up at such things -- unless it's the human food known as "fish." )

He would be an avid bird watcher, and would be able to tell you everything there is to know about any kind of bird. He would also likely be an entomologist, with a wealth of knowledge regarding moths. Bugs and birds would be his forte, and he would even sacrifice a nap to study them.

Timidity would be the order of the day. A knock on the door would send him into solitude, as would sudden loud noises, large trucks, or strangers on the property visible through a window. Eventually, though, his natural curiousity would get the best of him and he would emerge from his solitude to investigate. If his investigation revealed a visitor, he would feel compelled to talk to them.

I think as a human Fujita would be a relatively decent person, although rather odd. He'd be somewhat like a socially awkward genius, I think. I mean, really. Just look at him!!

My betta Rusty would be a scrawny, ugly, little punk of a kid. One that could just eat and eat without gaining any weight, that talks smack, and probably listens to wrap. (He's a recent rescue from a pet store that looked about half dead when I first got him but boy is he fiesty now that he has an actual aquarium to swim around in, instead of a little bowl. He's also incredibly ugly, but I like him).

Mine would be just like me, but on steroids.