Some might conclude from my lack of posts about cats that I’m not interested in cats. Far from it, indeed my latest novel The Catrobat, features a cat. Some people claim that you can’t train cats. Not true, but you can’t train them to do things they don’t want to do.
I have watched cats since I was around 3 years old. I even took home movies of cats until my mother told me to stop wasting film. In my novel, The Catrobat, the Captain takes a stick, string, and ball, and trains the cat to become a jumper. I once did that with a neighbor’s cat. That cat was phenomenal, almost scary. The first time I dragged the ball on the ground and then flicked it up in the air, that cat jumped ten feet in the air and did a somersault and came down with the ball. Amazing. All the credit for that belongs to the cat.
In the following video, the owner set up a camera to find out how his cat and dog got out of the room. I don’t know which of the names Dexter or Gizmo belongs to the cat or the dog. The cat is a very methodical cat demonstrating that cats learn what THEY want to learn.