My tabby cat is really smart, really smart. I even doubt that if I give him a pen, he can pass the entrance exam for kindergarten to primary school (bushi)
(wise eyes).
Examples of performance are as follows:
He knows which storage room the canned food is stored in. Every time I appear, he will run around my legs, trying to lead me to the door of the storage room, and then wink at me crazily.
It’s a real wink! I didn’t know cats would have such anthropomorphic expressions before I had a cat! Whenever I was next to the canned food storage room, he would meow at me. As soon as I looked at him, he would immediately nod his head twice at the door of the storage room, then look back at me, then look at the storage room, then look at me, and then look at the storage room. He kept hinting at me. He
distinguishes canned food by sound.
I usually feed him two kinds of canned food, one is the staple food canned food of Peak, which is used as a food improvement. The other is the snack canned food of Junbao, which is occasionally used to satisfy his cravings.
The sound of opening the two cans is different, and he can accurately identify which one is the Peak or the Junbao. Junbao is a more delicious snack. No matter where he is, he will come out and meow at me. When it is peak, he will walk slowly and leisurely.
And he is too naughty, jumping up and down, and often hides and disappears. For a while, I pretended to open the can of Junbao to trick him out, that is, I kept pulling the zipper on the can to make a snapping sound, and Maqiu, our smart tabby cat, would never come out until I heard the last sound of the zipper being pulled. The master of
the dry food maniac , because Maqiu was raised by us since he was a baby , he has developed the habit of sleeping by our side. My husband and I let him sleep in the middle so that we can suck him together, but he likes to sleep on the side of the bed. Then, I don’t know how he understood our intentions. He would sleep on my husband’s side of the bed in the first half of the night and on my side of the bed in the second half of the night. Often before going to bed, I saw him lying on my husband’s side and fell asleep, but when I woke up, I found that he was sleeping on my side. Oh, by the way, he has adjusted his schedule to be the same as humans. He doesn’t parkour at night. At most, he goes out to eat, drink water and poop. The rest of the time, he takes turns to pamper us (bushi). Haha, look at the big flower quilt cover my mother gave me! He can act like a spoiled child and act cute. He knows that we can’t stand his cute look when he rolls around on his belly. He knows which cabinets cat toys are placed in. He can open various doors. If you forget that the key is still inserted in the lock of the bedroom door when you lock it, Ma Qiu will use his claws to pull the key, turn it, and successfully unlock it. Maybe it’s because he has become a spirit. Another thing is that the tabby cat has a really good physical fitness, a good spirit, and is easy to raise. The wild gene in his bones makes him eager to move when he sees a hamster. What bad intentions can a little cat have? But in fact, when Ma Qiu first came, he was not much bigger than a mouse . After more than a month, his hind legs were so soft that he couldn’t stand up. I was worried that he would not survive. As a result, in two years, he has eaten himself into a 13-pound young man. And he is very healthy, never sick, very brave, never afraid of strangers. But the male cat is not so good, I feel a little lsp, I don’t know if it is because people forgot to drink Meng Po soup when they were reincarnated as cats. When guests come to our house, if it is a little girl, he will turn over his belly, let people touch him, and even push into people’s arms. My husband’s classmate, a 1.84 meter tall, slightly dark skinned strong man, came to my house, he hugged people’s thighs and pounced around, and ran away when people wanted to touch him. Seeing his innocent face, in order to cut off his worldly desire, he had to be castrated. After the castration , Ma Qiu and his two patients were worried and bought a lot of digestive medicine, fearing that he would get inflammation or something. As a result, the anesthetic effect wore off, and he didn’t even want to be sprayed. He immediately started to climb walls and eat and drink. It seemed that the two balls he lost were not as important as the shit he had. That night, he began to twist his butt and coquettishly patrolled the territory and observed secretly.jpg I guess he thought the two balls were accidentally eaten when he licked his fur. However, no matter how powerful a tabby cat is, it knows that it can only get a permanent meal ticket if it can just lie down. Why bother trying so hard?
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