[mnehring]

Both of mine fall into the feline Einstein category. Heck, I think both are smarter than your average Liberal.

[LongElegantLegs]

Are you supposed to feed your cat more than once a day?

[Slings and Arrows]

If a cat coughs in the forest and there's nobody around to hear it, will the resulting hairball still end up on an easily-stained rug?

[GOP Poet]

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[lilycicero]

You are invited to the Kitty thread.

[End Times Sentinel]

I used to have a cat named Jabber. He was the single dumbest animal I’ve ever known.

Every morning, he’d scamper down the stairs in front of me, leading me to the kitchen, pausing three times to look back and squawk at me as if to say “You didn’t get lost, did you?”

After the third look back, I’d kick him down the rest of the stairs.

And he never quit that.

[Clint N. Suhks]

[cake_crumb]

Mine falls into the “average” category, though she toilet trained herself for some reason, and also managed to successfully hunt her own food for an unknown period of time, despite having been declawed and then abandoned. On the other hand, she’s somewhere between 16 and 20 years old as far as we can tell, so a lot of the questions no longer apply to her.

[kalee]

We have one dumb dumb and one Einstein.

Actually our dumb dumb is just older and lazy. She’s 8 1/2 years old.
Our Einstein is a very energetic and engaging youngster, she’s 18 months old. She loves to play hide and seek.

[ravingnutter]

I really can't answer those questions...I hardly ever see Xena Warrior Princess B***h anymore. She stays outside and eats while we are not there. About the time we think she is gone for good, she will make a brief appearance, sometimes attacking our German Shepherd if he annoys her. She is one mean aggressive cat.

She used to be an inside/outside cat and was very loving with us (but no one else) until we built the new house on our property four years ago and had the old mobile home moved away. We've tried and tried, but she hates the new house and has never forgiven us. I have never seen a cat hold a grudge like that before for so long.

[cuz_it_aint_their_money]

The wife’s cat scored a -1 (minus one!).
Which just proves what I’ve been saying all along.
Cats are dumb as bricks. Cute, but dumb!

[marron]

See how they do at scrabble, do they just go for the obvious monosyllabic words, or do they go for obscure archaic literary words you have to look up in the dictionary?

And, do their stock picks do better than the S&P?

[visualops]

Well, it would seem a couple of my cats are freakin’ geniuses, and the rest are dumb as rocks lol

[stylecouncilor]

ping

[R. Scott]

17. When your cat wants something from you, what does he do?
a) Purrs
b) Meows a little more loudly than usual
c) Makes a variety of vocalizations, depending on what he wants

My Little Killer attacks until I toss her across the room a few times before I give in to her demands.

[Caramelgal]

Willie the Wonder Cat scored a 17 but I already knew he was a freaking genius. He would have scored higher except now that he’s getting up in years, he’s slowed down on the game playing a bit so I had to score b’s for 11, 13 and 18. I also scored him a b for #2 but that was hard because he really doesn’t do any of those things. When I first bring the kennel out, he’s very curious about it but won’t go in on his own so I have to shove him in. Now days he cries a lot in the car because he’s usually going to the vets, but when he was younger and I was traveling a good bit, I used to take him to my parents house and when I’d bring out the kennel, he’d willingly and eagerly go in on his own and would often fall asleep during the ride. I think he liked going to visit “Granny and Grandpa”.

As for #1, I don’t have an electric can opener and don’t generally feed him canned food but I do occasionally give him some tuna water with a few tuna chunks. He can actually detect the sound of the can opener in my hand as opposed to any other kitchen tool from the same drawer, even before I start using it and even if he is sound asleep in another room on another floor.

This is the cat who figured out how to press the right button on my radio alarm clock to turn the radio back on after I hit the snooze button.

This is the cat who learned to open the cabinet where I kept the cat food and would tear the bag open. Then I put a wooden spoon through the door handles and on his very first attempt used his paw to push the spoon back out. So I bought a big plastic tub for the food and he figured out if he head butted the lid in the right spot he could pop the lid off.

This is the cat who if his water bowl gets too low or isn’t fresh enough, will jump in the kitchen sink and paw at the faucet and meow loudly until I turn the faucet on for him to take a fresh drink and fill up his bowl. He even once turned on the faucet on his own.

This is the cat who if I’m on the computer and ignoring him, will jump up on the corner of the desk and start pushing papers, pens or whatever objects he can off the desk until I stop what I’m doing and play with him or pet him.

This is the cat who one day when I was making a tuna sandwich, was sitting on counter begging for some tuna which I wasn’t going to let him have. After saying “no” and pushing him away several times he suddenly turned his head toward a spot in an opposite corner of the kitchen near the ceiling and swished his tail and looked at me then back in the corner and back and forth several times until I, thinking he had spotted a moth or a fly, I turned my head toward where he was looking and out of the corner of my eye, saw that he was looking at me while slowly leaning over and putting his paw in the bowl of tuna and grabbing a piece.

This is the cat who loves playing fetch with balled up aluminum foil (yes I throw the ball, he chases and yes he brings it back) and he learned to give high fives and shake paws. He loves people, even kids and loves to show off his tricks for company.

He once had an eye infection and I would give him treats to entice him to take his medicine. Long after his eye got better, he would sometimes sit in front of my and squint one eye closed and rub it vigorously with his paw and meow like he was in pain until I gave him a treat at which point he made a “miraculous recovery”. Even now if I have a treat in my hand and say “Cry Willie”, he will squint and rub his eye with his paw like he’s crying until I give him his treat.

This is also the cat who a few years back when I was laid up in bed with a very bad flu and conjunctivitis and was also going through a painful and emotional breakup, never left my side.

Willie would lay in the bed unusually close to me and every once and a while would take his paw and gently pat my arm and sort squeeze it and would make a little chirping sounds and then gently lick my cheek or shoulder as if to say, “I’m here and I love you.”

Willie is not only smarter than your average liberal, his is genuinely more caring and compassionate.

Willie’s sister on the other hand, while very sweet and with good intentions is dumber than a box of hair. She sees imaginary things, she watches a lot of TV, she’s OCD and has plucked out big patches of her belly fur and she will sit in front of the sliding glass door pawing at her own reflection for hours. I think if she could vote, she’d be an Obama supporter.

[kitkat]

I have a name like Kitkat and nobody ever invites me to a cat thread??????????

Think I’ll go throw up a hairball.

[SoCalPol]

Cat Thread Ping

[nw_arizona_granny]

Ping....

[Myrddin]

We have a couple of Maine Coon cats that weigh in between 25 and 30 lbs each. They both outweigh the 3 Rat Terriers. They were raised with the Rat Terriers and there is mutual respect and love between the cats and dogs. When the cats start prowling the kitchen looking for food, my wife simply asks if they want to eat. They dash for their enclosure in the living room and my wife follows with the food in hand. They are sharp kitties.

There's nothing quite like having a big 30 lb cat leap into your lap. It is accompanied by a reasonable concern for the big claws.