A friend who used to cat-sit Rusty told me several times that she tought
Rusty was dumb. But Rusty fought when I pilled him. He went into
hiding when its pill time. I had to chase him all over the place before
I could catch him for pilling He is easily scared too. One time a friend
took her cat over to play with Rusty. Even though Rusty is bigger than
the other cat, he went to hide. To be fair, the other cat growled so loud
that even her slave was kind of afraid. We threw a towel over her cat
to get her back into the carrier.

Winnie

We used to kid about Smokey being mentally challenged, until we got Cleo. We
still don't think Cleo knows her name or any other words after six months.
But oddly enough Cleo is much better with physical directions than Smokey.
If you give Cleo hand signals she will react right away, whereas Smokey will
sit here and look at you for 10 minutes before she reacts. We used to joke
that Smokey was part Dinosaur, as it took so long for the message to travel
from her brain to the extremeties. This puts Smokey at a real disadvantage
in a tussle with Cleo. Cleo is like greased lightning, by the time Smokey
has raised a paw, Cleo has already smacked her several times. It was similar
when Cali and Smokey used to play, Smokey would raise a paw and Cali would
just reach out and step on her head while Smokey was thinking about her next
move. I saw Cleo use a similar tactic on Smokey the other day, Smokey was
trying to stare down Cleo, when Cleo charged her and put both paws around
Smokey's neck driving her head into the carpet. But Smokey has learned
several words now, so they all have their talents. Although Cali is still
our resident genius.