Mine would be a food conoisseur stuffing his face and giving me reviews. Telling me what I should and shouldn't be feeding him.
He'd also be a talker. Yappy little thing.
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.
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 think my cat Sherry would have a beautiful appearance, even though she is a little chubby. She would be a very gracious lady who is cold, never talks first and doesn't like physical contact. She would be quiet, but not in a shy way. She would be too proud to talk to everyone she met. So I guess I could characterize her as extremely picky. However, I've learned lately that all cats are picky by nature, and they usually love only one member of the family. They are quite selfish because the person who feeds them usually becomes their pet. More interesting facts about cats here simplecatguide.com
Well he sleeps on his back so no Change there. He would have long fabulous black hair, watch animal planet all day (it's his treat now. Yes he watches TV. ) He would lay in his pool or in the tub when he's warm instead of making a puddle in the kitchen and laying with his face in the bowl...
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.
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).
For me, my dog is just another member of the family. It's hard to imagine him as human, when I already see him as a part of my family. If I had to guess though, I suspect he would be a lot like me as his personality surprisingly enough emulates my personality. He's already easy for me to talk with. So I imagine that wouldn't change. Outside of that, I believe he would be as friendly as he is already, but quiet and reserved depending on the circumstances.
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.
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.
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