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Publicado hace 16 años por cristian57 a sabercurioso.com

Se sospechaba que el ronroneo de los gatos era meramente un sensación de placer que experimentaban, se le puede adjudicar a cualquier sensación profunda, ya sea alegría, dolor o temor. El ronroneo es un comportamiento adquirido desde el nacimiento, que el gatito utiliza para mostrar su dependencia hacia la madre. En gatos adultos, el ronroneo también es utilizado como demostración de dependencia del amo y como método de conciliación durante un enfrentamiento, denotando sumisión, disminuyendo la probabilidad de que se desarrolle una lucha...

Comentarios

D

Yo también ronroneo si una chica guapa me acaricia... rrrrrrrrr... lol

#5 #8 Lo siento mucho...

cristian57

tinoro, yo también extraño a mi gatita RIP RIP

D

#5 Yo también echo de menos a la mía. 17 años juntos... snif!.

Shagrath92

que alguien me explique que tiene de amarillista lol

PD: habra votado amarillista un perro lol

D

mi perra tb ronronea cuando le rasco detras de las orejas...XD

jaz1

I ♥ cats !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cidwel

expliquenme en otro meneo tambien que significa cuando los conejillos de indias parecen ronronear. Porque si les sobas mientras comen, tambien hacen ese ruido, pero peude que signifique: "aleja tus sucias manos de mi comida"

D

El mio es como algo ya obsesivo: no tengo más que saludarlo desde la otra punta del pasillo y ya está ronroneando.

thalonius

A mi también me encantan los gatos.
De hecho ha sido la única mascota que he tenido, una gata y dos generaciones posteriores.
Me encanta su independencia. Viven en la calle (vivían en el aptio de mi casa y cuando querían entraban por la ventana), hacen su vida, se divierten solos. Si quieres jugar con ellos juegan contigo, so no tienes ganas de jugar con ellos, se van a hacer sus cosas.

Ahora mi tío me ha dejado a su perra para que la cuide por Navidad, y estoy un poco harto.
Te sigue a todas partes, no sabe estar sola, se pone a ladrar (y me revienta muchísimo ya que es bastante grande y el ladrido es fuerte). Le tengo que obligar a comer porque si no no sabe que ese pienso es comida. Cuando la saco a pasear se pega todo el camino olfateando.

No estoy hecho para perros... lo mío son los gatos.
Como quería yo a Blacky, Ramón, Pelusa, Pelusilla, Calcetines...

matacca

#23 Ya estamos, las peleas entre sonyers, nintenderos y xboxers trasladadas a las mascotas... Si es que nos gusta más una bronca que una caña!

D

#11 la mía es más gorda (la gata)

D

A mi escuchar el ronroneo de mi gata me relaja un monton.

u

Hecho de menos a mi gatita Llama lucho hasta el final... soy ateo, pero aun así espero que lo este pasando mejor (aunque se que no es así).

Cidwel

#12 definición de Precoz

SHION

Según un documental que vi hace poco el ronroneo es una forma de llamar la atención que tienen los gatos, por ejemplo cuando están heridos porque les ha atropellado un coche, por ejemplo, ronronean. El documental "Gatos, la guía máxima".

Cyberfrancis

Vamos a ver, todo tiene una explicación lógica. Los gatos son como los macminis, no hacen ruido por lo que se puede escuchar el ronroneo de su disco duro.

Si, chiste de los míos, pero si no lo cuento, reviento

victorhpi

mi novia tambien ronronea!

padre

#33 Tú no eres capaz de entender la penita que me dió cuando se murió mi gatito, eres un insensible cry

b

#11 esa tripa está photoshopeada, no? parece un gato-botijo...

sotanez

#24
Hombre, en lo de que son tontos puede que tenga razón:


Éste tiene que ser el de Bush por lo menos.

gumersindo

Será que de los gatos que he tratado hasta ahora, sólo me llevo bien con uno. Es más, de pequeño le pisé el rabo sin querer a uno y me la tuvo jurada durante años. Los gatos que conozco son demasiado "interesados".

Personalmente prefiero a los perros porque son más activos y desprendidos. Serán más tontos, pero los que he tenido hasta ahora más agradecidos que nada y nobles como ellos solos. Vivo en el campo y uno de los que tuve (el mejor de todos hasta ahora, Pongo, D.E.P.) lo lavaba cada dos meses y jamás ha olido mal, estaba hecho un fideo, y eso que tenía el comedero de pienso todo el día lleno a su lado, siempre defecaba en la tierra y solía hacerlo siempre por las mismas zonas, no ladraba, a diferencia del resto de perros del vecindario, y si lo hacía tenías que estar alerta porque algo no debia ir bien.

Y ahora he recogido una cachorrita que es un sol y desde el primer momento se está portando de maravilla. Esperemos que siga así cuando pese 40 kilos y de pie sea más alta que yo...

mamusi

#12 pues no has visto la de mi minino!!! Parece el marinero tarugo lol

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thalonius

Dios, el perro del vídeo está poseído por lo menos!

D

¿Por qué los gatos hacen miau y no guau?

D

#23 Algunos perros son un asco como algunos gatos tambien lo son , influye en ellos su caracter , su entorno y sobre todo sus amos , que de ello depende mucho que el animal sea cariñoso , aseado y educado. Generalizar es una estupidez.

D

Bueno, y este post ... ¿por qué no está en la etiqueta de "humor" como este otro: gatos-hacen-miau-no-guau-como-perros?

D

#11 Ahhh, mi gato era todavía más gordo... Pesaba casi 9 quilos el tío... Un amigo mio decía que yo no tenía un gato, sinó una pantera pequeña... Lo añoro mucho, a mi gordo... #28: Me too!!!!!
Por cierto, cuando a mi laptop le meto un cd, ¿se puede decir que me cederonronea??

n

#1 no sabía que los conejos ronronearan, pero he mirado y sí "El ronroneo ocupa la mayor parte de su tiempo, especialmente a primera hora de la mañana y por la noche" lo he mirado en ésta web http://www.granjasdeesclavos.com/conejos/como-son , aunque no me gusta mucho su nombre....

D

Mi novia ronronea de vez en cuando y no es una gaaataaaaa.

D

#11 esa es la gata que se comio a tu gata no??

D

Los perros son lo peor, tontos de capirote, huelen mal sin o se lavan, pesados, estorban en todas partes, estan todo el dia cagando en cualquier lado, ladran, son ruidosos como ellos solos, podrían comer hasta reventar porque no tienen nocion de la saciedad, y no saben vivir solos.

El gto es todo lo contrario, inteligente, independiente, fiel (si fiel a su amo, pero no un baboso como el perro, que es distinto entre ser fiel y ser un puto brasas), limpio, inodoro, de bajo consumo y no ocupa espacio.

A la mierda los perros.

D

oohhhh voy a lloraaaar, 17 años con un animal que comía en casa, arañaba mis muebles y vivía en la calle y se muere. ooohhh cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry te echo de menos, piticlí! voy a cortarme las venas, ahora vuelvo

D

¡Pero menuda panda de maricones! ¡Les duele más su puto gato de mierda que se le derrumbe la casa! ¡Y encima dice que son inteligentes! lol lol