Some of my friends were teasing me because I said HERE that I argue with my cat. It's true though - I argue with him all the time. No, I'm not crazy (well, not entirely crazy, anyway!) he's just a darn smart cat and damned ornery too.




You know that we just got a new Saint Bernard, well Nike is not about to let any dog push him around, no matter that the dog is more than four times his size! He stood right up to Jojo and let him know who was boss! He's always been that way - he doesn't take any guff from anyone and if anyone comes into our house, he doesn't hide under the bed with the other cats, he comes right up to them and asks them their business.


I've had 20-something cats starting when I was 6 years old, but I've never had one as smart as Nike. For starters, he knows his name without doubt. Even if he is sound asleep, I just have to say his name and he'll look right at me like - what? He also understands some other simple words such as food, out, up, down, treat, etc. I can ask him if he wants to go outside and he will move unfailingly to the door - if he wants to go out, that is.

He knows how to speak his mind too - typically he meows just once and then shows me what he wants. Here is a typical conversation:

"Meow" looking mournfully at the front door.
"Nike Sneakers, you don't want to go out there -it's raining"
He continues to sit there stubbornly looking at the front door.
"OK, but you're not going to like it." I open the door.
He sticks his neck out far enough to tell that it's raining, but not far enough that I can close the door. He gives me a disgusted look.
"Why'd you make it rain?"
"I didn't make it rain, you dumb cat"
"Well, you're in charge of everything else around here"
And he saunters back in the house with a sulky meow.





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