Ok so I admit it, I have a cat that is not a normal cat. Define “normal” cat. Well, seems by the way people respond to my cat that normal cat is: distant, not friendly, not respectful, does not play fetch, and does not give hugs.
My cat does. He plays fetch. He will get an object from a blow pop to a paper clip and he will drop it at your feet. He will then circle round ’n round at your ankles, carefully wrapping his tail around your legs, while his butt hits you just enough to get your attention. So you toss the object. Away he goes and you think, good riddance!
He comes back, no matter how far you toss that object. Alas, it’s at your feet and so is my cat. Huh? Most people are then amazed, in disbelief; wow, a cat has a brain.
My cat has always had an emotional intelligence. He will get in a pick me up stance, similar to a child. He stands on his hind legs, both front paws up in the air and waits. Once I pick him up he puts his front paws around my neck and hugs. Even my fiancé was, at first, in total disbelief. He thought I had treats in my ear or something. Yah, like I would even think of having a cat-eat treats hiding in my ear? Ewwww. Then he would say “Squish him, hug him HARD, you know, like a man.” So, I did—and my cat, well he likes it. Hug as hard as you like. He will hug back. And you know do men do that?
Ok, so back to my cat who is not actually all cat. So playing fetch, yah that’s a bit odd, I mean, who taught him that? But my cat also opens doors. Flat out you cannot lock him out, without a lock. He gets on his hind legs, turns the knob with his front paws, then as it turns, he uses his weight, as he falls, to push the door open. Trust me, if he can’t get in, his crying will be so annoying and painful, you will eventually let him in.
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