I live with a cat prodigy. It’s not easy. In the beginning it meant baby safe locks on all the cabinets unless I wanted to come home to find him sleeping on the dinner plates.
Then he learned to open the tri-fold closet doors. I couldn’t find a lock for those so a stool blocks the doors from opening now.
I come home to the TV flickering away when I know I turned it off before I went out and the ceiling fan…well, lets just say he even knows how to adjust the speed. I watched him with the remote just last night. After he got the fan up to medium he went back , nosed it around and with a very deliberate paw, pressed the button for the lights, switched his tail and walked away.
He’s been typing for years. It’s how he earned the title of “Editor -in- chief”.
Editor in Chief
Today he discovered a new trick. He took a selfie with my cell phone. I watched him do it!
Usually he hates my phone. He’s always trying to chew on it but this time he moved it around with his paw and managed to unlock the screen. Next thing I knew the flash went off. After that he lost interest.
I checked the camera function and there it was… his very own “selfie”.
He’s a scary cat… Sometimes I think he’s smarter than me. What will he figure out next?
