I'm fond of saying, "Guess you were a pick something in another life.
My dog Chester was a Sock Gnome. You know the ones that live in your dryer and remove one sock. Not the pair. Just one. That was my dog. He was other things too. A kleptomaniac with a conscience, some freaky dude with a foot fetish and I suspect he was a cat once upon a time. He's brought a lot of little quirks with him into his present life.
This morning I saw an article about Brontomerus - aka Thunder Thighs.
Well, by golly, there you have it. That's what I had to have been long, long, ago.