I have always had at least one cat, and so I really like them. My first two were Nuppy, (Atilla the Nup- not the runt but the most hated by his mom, who tried abandoning him three times) who was a very caring and paternal cat who died when I was three. Squeaker (real name Minerva) was a cranky old cat who wad madly in love with Nuppy and when he died she became destructive and went to the bathroom everywhere. But sometimes she'd be nice. Neither were food-crazy, and Nuppy was really smart. (He could tell time on a digital clock).
Sometime in kindergarten, I got a little orphan runt-kitten named Lucky. He'd been thrown over a fence or something, and he wasn't even three weeks old when a lady found him, hurt and hungry. She had to feed him with an eyedropper... so cute! My parents were going to buy her house, and I noticed the kitten in the yard. She was happy to sell him, because where she was moving didn't allow pets. When we took him home he was very sweet and cuddly, but Squeaker didn't like him and thought we were replacing Nuppy. Lucky's always been a momma's boy and loves my mom better than anything else. He doesn't care much about food, and he's incredibly smart- he used to know how to open the door by leaping up and turning the knob!
When Squeaker was put to sleep, we got a little furry kitten which we had dubber Mango months later. Some people in a property my parents own needed some house repairs, and their cat Angelface had had kittens a while previously. There was an orange male, a black male, and a black-and-white female. We named the black one Pepper- he was afraid of everything and stayed at Angelface's side all the time. The black and white girl we named Houdini, because she'd escape from all sorts of wierd places, and from our arms if she wanted to go play. We named the orange one Mango (you saw that coming) because he was orange and sweet. I had a hard time deciding between Houdini and Mango, but I figured Mango liked us a little bit better.
Houdini, however, was really sad when we took her brother away. Poor girl.
Mango acts like a stupid dog some of the time. He lives to stuff his face, and he's not very smart, and he likes to be chased. But he is very cuddly and sweet, and he purrs all the time. Plus he's not so violent or shy as Lucky. Then again, he mutilates rodents in a disgusting manner.
Lucky acts, in essence, like a knight. He's loyal, he's noble, and he's attatched to his ruler (queen in this case I suppose). In fact, he acts a lot like Eomer. Plus he understands english. Mango... hm, Mango acts like... a lap-dog. Yeah.
So I don't think cats overall are stupid. When they are, they're almost always either purebred or inbred, and are stupid because of genetics. (Mango got his habits from his dad, who looks like a Birman.)
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