That would worry me greatly. I’m still trying to figure out how he unscrews the brass drain stopper. He has these little springy wormy toys, and he strips the spring out of them so they’re not springy anymore, they’re limp. I throw the springs out that I find around the house.
If I had door levers instead of door knobs, he would be opening the doors (he already opens the sliding closet doors, and they are *heavy* mirrors). He can reach and tries to turn the doorknob. One of these days he’ll do it. As it is now, when I’m sitting on the head having my “morning constitutional,” this white paw with stripes reaches wayyyy under the door, grasping at something.
Fred is clearly Insane. It scares me because he’s smart.
Relate, I can...
Had a cat (she lived to be 24) that liked things with buttons. Like phones. Clock radios. Computer keyboards. Telephone answering machines... (before caller ID and voice mail from the TelCo...) And removing the catnip from catnip mice leaving only a empty hunk of cloth that was shaped not entirely unlike a mouse..
It was particularly enjoyable for her if the buttons she pressed had an associated noise that rewarded her efforts. She would change the time the clock radio was set for and turn it on and off because pressing those buttons (or more exactly, walking on them) produced a bleep tone with every press.. Had to buy a clock radio that took two hands to set, and had slide switches to turn on and off.
Had a phone answering machine that doubled as a speaker phone. She found all sorts of things she could do with that.. Stepping on the keypad would take it off hook (with that rewarding dial tone) and stepping on more buttons produced the associated touchtones, also rewarding. And then after being off hook for a while it would start talking to her.. 'We're sorry we cannot complete the call as dialed. Etc. and then it would start beeping... She thought that was great. Another feature of this box was that you could record a message - like 'Don't forget to do your homework' or 'clean your room' or 'the braised broccoli is in the fridge' if you were out and the kids got home before you. Cat found out that some button on that wondrous box would get her the message 'Begin recording message after... etc When finished press pound.. ' and then the record tape would run (another pleasing sound..) She would stick her face in the machine and purr.. (tape shut off after two minutes..)
She also enjoyed helping you type on the computer. Walking across the keyboard while you were writing something was always a crowdpleaser. But she most enjoyed computing when you were not there. If she hopped up on the desk and laid down on/ walked across/ stood on the keyboard eventually the keyboard buffer would fill at which time the machine would commence beeping. Repeatedly. She loved that. If you happened to have a text editor of some type open, you would find the screen filled with page (after page after page) of nonsense.. I'm probably more surprised she didn't figure out how to double click the mouse. If she had who knows what fun things she could have found...