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Cat vs. Dog: an intelligence test
I am not really sure why people think cats are intelligent, though it's possible that we just have an unusually retarded cat. I don't blame him for not being able to figure out things that he doesn't have the hardware for, such as social learning -- cats just can't *do* other critters' motivation; they're not pack animals.
I do blame him for having the reasoning ability of a two-by-four, however.
Today, for example, I took the dogs for a short walk down the driveway. The cat was prowling around in the swamp beside the driveway, heard us and came to join us. (He likes to go for walks.) Unfortunately the direct line from him to us happened to encounter a puddle, where he crouched down and made sad "help me!" cat sounds.
Me: Go around, stupid.
Cat: *niiaaaauuuuu* (translation: "Moat! Help!")
Lucky eventually noticed the cat and came running to say hi, immediately encountered the puddle, turned and (duh!) went around it, said hi to the cat (who was unimpressed), ran back around the puddle to me, and then went through it a few times for good measure.
Me: See? Even the dog can figure it out! GO AROUND.
Cat: *niiiaaaauuuu* (translation: "There's still a moat! And now there's a DOG in it!")
Me: *sigh*
I went back up the driveway to a point where the puddle was no longer in the way and called him. He made a catline for me, and rubbed all over my ankles in joy: "I saw you, but I couldn't reach you! There was a MOAT! And a DOG!"
Me: How do you SURVIVE?
I do blame him for having the reasoning ability of a two-by-four, however.
Today, for example, I took the dogs for a short walk down the driveway. The cat was prowling around in the swamp beside the driveway, heard us and came to join us. (He likes to go for walks.) Unfortunately the direct line from him to us happened to encounter a puddle, where he crouched down and made sad "help me!" cat sounds.
Me: Go around, stupid.
Cat: *niiaaaauuuuu* (translation: "Moat! Help!")
Lucky eventually noticed the cat and came running to say hi, immediately encountered the puddle, turned and (duh!) went around it, said hi to the cat (who was unimpressed), ran back around the puddle to me, and then went through it a few times for good measure.
Me: See? Even the dog can figure it out! GO AROUND.
Cat: *niiiaaaauuuu* (translation: "There's still a moat! And now there's a DOG in it!")
Me: *sigh*
I went back up the driveway to a point where the puddle was no longer in the way and called him. He made a catline for me, and rubbed all over my ankles in joy: "I saw you, but I couldn't reach you! There was a MOAT! And a DOG!"
Me: How do you SURVIVE?