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.

He mostly thinks about whether it's time to be fed yet or whether there is anything to be scrounged in the kitchen. Sometimes he thinks about hunting birds or the affront of other cats entering his garden.

I am quite sure he's well aware that humans aren't cats He doesn't care for other cats.

One of mine I’m sure is a deep thinker - she has huge limpid golden eyes filled with worry all the time and gives you incredible eye contact.

The other one is a less complex soul who mostly thinks things like “why can’t I ever catch my own shadow?” and “I wonder if the human will acknowledge my 2am gift of a toy mouse better if I miaow more loudly?

With my previous 3 Persians, there was very little going on. Persians are not very bright. Penelope has been a shock, she’s pretty clever. She’s planning world domination. Not helped by the books my mum reads to her!

Although I’d forgotten about the times, I couldn’t find Cheddar. So asked Magic to go and find her and she did. Twice. Second time I had a witness, as my sister didn’t believe me. Maybe they were just pretending to be dim.

One of mine sits on the arm of my chair and will occasionally turn to stare intently at me from a distance of 6 inches. Sometimes I turn my head to look at him, and find myself nose to nose with what is, to all intents and purposes, a wild predator's face filling my entire field of vision. It is deeply unnerving. Primal fear for just that instant. He has no idea. None whatever. He's a big daft softy.

Pilchards and world domination.

"Personal slave where are you going?", then, "go to the kitchen check bowl", on repeat between sleep/wash mode.

No, because it's something evil. And do you know what I hate? When they're looking into your eyes and they suddenly stare to the side or above your head and you think "wtf is behind me?" 😳

Brother DCat is equally dim. Again, we were all having a meal on the patio. Brother DCat was sitting on a chair, we weren’t using to be sociable. A few birds flew overhead - about 20 feet up! DCat just reached up with his paw in a pathetic attempt to catch one. We told him, he doesn’t have telescopic legs!

nothing, dinner, nothing, dinner, nothing, dinner ......

I don’t have to wonder, they’re pretty transparent and let one know what they want without much trouble. Usually they’re thinking I am perfectly content in this cosy / cool corner and won’t bother to ask for any food just yet …

It’s a good point that they cannot possibly mistake humans for bigger cats - if that was what they thought, they’d have driven us out of the house by now.

A gentle breeze wafts through my cat’s brain.

Clueless. But pretty.

We have a new cat. I thought the old one was a bit dim, but now realise he was a smarty, albeit a whiny one. My childhood cat was wily coyote in comparison to the pair of them…!

If always amazes me how our boy manages to find his way home.
I have no idea what goes on his head.

Apparently they have a sophisticated homing system. Ours seems to do a lot of smelling … Which is just as well, because a number of times she has entered a room only to look around, startled, as if she’s never seen it before in her life…

All the time! I wish they had facial expressions

I decided to stop giving one of mine Dreamies, as she had become addicted and kept pawing and poking at me for them at all kinds of odd hours.

She came up to me at 'treat time' and looked expectantly at me, I said 'no' and I'll never forget the way she tilted her head to one side and frowned, it was as if she had a think bubble above her head saying "WTAF?!"

My tuxedo female cat thinks only about when her next brushing session is .She has a selection of brushes in special places around the house and runs to them whenever anyone (usually me ) passes by .Non compliance is met with loud and never ending miaowing.

I think one has lift music, the other lives her life to the soundtrack of Mission Impossible.

Sometimes. My little baby girl runs GCHQ Cat Division- don't ask me how I know - I'd have to kill you, but she still finds time to be a skitty kitty dancing around a scrunchball and to steal any food she fancies. Whereas her adopted slightly older brother just glowers with jealousy and barges his way into any conversation with a male tradie because, well they're male. No further thoughts in his head at all.

I read somewhere that cats train people by trying various things until they get the result they want.

I’ve slowly won round my neighbour’s cat from staring at me from a distance, to sitting nose-to-glass at the back door waiting for me and letting me pick her up for a cuddle. Sometimes she lies on her back watching me when I’m sat outside and I JUST KNOW she is thinking “I loooooove youuuuu.” Which is, coincidentally, the exact same thing I constantly coo at her.

Our old boy was quite dog like and had thinks we thought.

Of our current two, one is totally daft and we thing may have the cat equivalent of special educational needs, the other is brighter but we think has PTSD arising from a hard start. They are rescues.

They are very accomplished hunters and eat their kill except for mouse innards, sometimes a nose; birds beaks and thousands of feathers.

In my experience, cats can be very clever... The rescue cat that was all over us in the centre... Didn't give us a look once he was adopted.

And a bit dim. The one we had from a kitten. Didn't understand how to drink from a bowl. Used his paw to gather water.

I love them all.
I am a slave.