Do you ever look at your cats and wonder what's going on in their tiny fluffy heads?

[PollyCreo]

Just that really 😹

Mine never cease to fascinate me, they're such complex and intriguing animals.

Where shall I go and sleep next?
What’s to eat?

… pretty much covers ours, I think!

I wish mine were that simple 😸

Furry little buggers, couldn't live without them though 😹

I cat sit. Wide variety of cats. From the very demanding and indignant if I'm not giving attention, to the couldn't give a shit whether I'm there or not, to the docile purry types. I do sometimes wonder how the experience of bring cared for by someone who isn't their people is impacting them, and I very much care how they are doing in our brief liaisons.
They're all lovely but I have favourites. 😱
I'd never tell them that though. I endeavour to communicate love and care however I feel about any particular cat. It's quite the task really! I take it very seriously. 😂

I do yes. A cousin who is a vet has told me about videos by a woman who has taught her cats to use switches to communicate… they are making sentences… haven’t dared watch yet.

Not a lot if my experience is anything to go by...I don't think cats are deep thinkers

That's so lovely, you sound very tuned in with your subjects 🥰

Not only do I wonder but I quite often ask them what's going on in their tiny fluffy heads.
Alas I never get a sensible answer

Absolutely nothing goes through the mind of one of mine. He has absolutely no brain at all.

The other is definitely planning a strong but nonchalant domination of all other cats within a mile radius.

I respectfully disagree 🙀

They superficially need food and shelter but become attached to their owners (slaves) and expect cuddles and worshipping 😉

Apparently they think we are also cats, but a bigger more annoying and clumsy version. They also assume, innately, that when we go out we have gone hunting. Since I found this out I like to get my cat in when I return from the supermarkets to see how impressed he is with my haul and lavish him with Dreamies. I think he thinks I’m an amazing hunter, even if I’m crap at jumping onto tables.

That makes sense, I do explain to mine EVERY SINGLE MORNING that I have to go to work in order to earn money to buy cat food treats but 🤷

Interestingly, my car was in the garage yesterday and they were confuddled when I arrived home in a courtesy car as the engine sounded completely different.

Nothing. That's what goes on in my cat's head. I look into his glassy cat eyes and there is nothing going on back there at all.

I think it’s best not to k ow.

prerty sure ours has an emergency contingency plan that involves eating me

Mine always goes to his food bowl when someone comes back home from the hunt. If no one is in, he doesn't eat.
I also feel quite embarrassed if I trip over him, because he sneaked up on me, there's no way I could sneak up on him, so I think he feels a bit sorry for me.

Nope, I have a ginger. There is literally nothing going on inside his tiny fluffy head.
You can literally see the single brain cell turning itself over 🤣

I don’t have a cat any more, but one of the neighbours’ cats seems to be annexing our house. He just comes in, sits down in the doorway and gives us the “Well, where’s the fish?” look. It’s shameless.

We call him Mog (because he looks like Mog) and scratch his head, and explain that he doesn’t live here and he can’t have any fish. He indulges our delusion, at the moment.

One of mine (tuxedo) just thinks about warm places to sit and tasty things to eat.

The other one (orange) thinks about world domination.

I can definitely tell when Agatha goes from "oooo, this is lovely, more pets!" to "bite her. Bite her really hard!" Little bugger.

But don’t forget: ooh, a bird on the grass, hang on while I prick up my ears and adopt cheetah pose… oh, what’s that, Felix time? Don’t mind if I do… (forgets bird altogether)

Maybe I've got it all wrong then I credit them with more intelligence 😂

I've been off work this week recovering from surgery, it's been fun trying to stop Rosie launching herself on me and simultaneously preventing Kloppy from demolishing Rosie's food 😳

Mine does an excellent array of body language and a Paddingtonesque hard stare.

Weaving under my feet on the stairs.....you've left me all night and now its 6.01am and you haven't fed me so notice me, feed me, notice me, feed me, meow

Hard stare sat down....I'm being patient but don't you notice me and why haven't you fed me. Hard stare and a light nip on the ankle....I am really being patient but if you don't hurry up I'm going to pick that bloody sofa you love so much!

Blink blink blink, I'm sorry for biting you, your house guest, your children, the vet etc....please keep me I am very cute and misunderstood.

Swishy tail and pacing, oh my god, the audacity of that cat in my garden....Mum please go and do something about it because I'm too much of a wimp.

Roll over, one eye opens.....don't even think of moving me off this bed so you can sleep in it or moving me off this chair so you can sit in if...please remember that I will draw blood and attach myself to your arm with all 4 paws (claws) and my jaws if you do.....you are warned.

Pathetic mewing at the front door....Let me in , let me in, I've been outside for all of 10 mins and I cannot possibly be expected to return through the catflap round the back from whence I came.

Running in front of the car as we pull on the drive.....hooray, you're home, I thought you'd left me and no one would ever feed me....notice me please....no you may not pick me up and move me so you can park your car here....remember the point above about my savagery!

nope.
I have a 19yr old Ginger.
There's nothing.
He doesn't even get a share of the one braincell any more.
😻

You should all watch the cats using sound buttons. They express various needs, can say if they feel unwell, demand catnip and toys and ask for friends to visit. Billi was hilarious when she nicknamed her person's friend Squirrel and then used that button forever after to refer to that friend. RIP Billi

I fostered for a couple of years before adopting & some were deeper thinkers than others.

My sister tried her dog with speech buttons. He mastered Treat very quickly.

Not much in some cases! Ours is like a big ball of black cotton wool, with nothing else between the ears.

We were all having lunch on the patio. The French door slowly closed in the breeze. DCat was hot in her long black fur coat and wanted to go in. She sat outside the French door, peering into the house and the mouth of hell was going! We don’t know who she thought she was talking to, inside the house, to open the door and let her in - when we were all outside on the patio!