It's official, our cat is thick.
I alway suspected our cat was not the sharpest of felines, but as long as he kept the house rodent free, I didn't mind too much. Then Radio Times had a feature about testing the IQ of the nation's pets. I looked at the test and thought "let's not even go there" and promptly put the idea in some dark recess of my mind. Then when we went shopping I spotted a cat toy. It's a cross between a weeball and a plastic mouse. You put treats in the openings and your cat is supposed to flick it around so that the bisuits fall out and can be eaten. If you want to challenge your cat you can make the openings slightly smaller so they have to work harder. But not our cat, oh no. Baldrick (I know, we did not choose the name) looked at the thing, smelled the treats, tried to lick through the openings, failed and miawed. Him Indoors took pity on the cat and showe him how to flick the toy. The cat observed, no sign of a flicker of understanding. Him Indoors showed again, flicking the toy about and pointing the fallen biscuits to our intellectually challenged animal. The cat looked at us, looked at the impregnable biscuits and miawed some more. When he realised they were not going to come out of their own accord he gave up and went to sleep on the armchair. This was on Saturday, there have been 4 of his favourite treats in the plastic mouse since. Those squirrels he caught in the past must have had a lobotomy...
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(10.5.04 23:33)
hehehehe, Did him in doors get a little treat. I love the way cats look at you as if you are a lower form of life.
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(11.5.04 14:11)
what intelligent cats?......different sort of intelligent really......lol
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(11.5.04 23:38)
Princess - are you sure he deserves it ?
Smegger - this one is just a lower form of intelligence.
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(13.5.04 02:18)
LOL, strop! I contend that the cat is just trying to teach you a lesson about not subjecting him to demeaning activities for your amusement. The cat knows good and well how to get the cookies out of the toy but is waiting you out so that you'll just serve him the way God intended humans to serve cats.
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(17.5.04 21:40)
BBR- You would not say that if you had seen him go loopy over a toy the neighbours got him for Christmas: a miniature stocking stuffed with catnip. He well and truly killed it and the kill was not remotely dignified for the prey or the killer.
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