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How Do Cats Learn To Open Doors? — 11 Comments

  1. This sounds like a lot of convoluted human bullshit to explain a simple fact: consciousness is the base reality. A cat is conscious, and not just that – like humans, cats are demonstrably observant and intelligent. Intelligence is the ability to solve problems and get around obstacles, like opening a door. That’s about it, really.

  2. Michele, that is a VERY spooky coincidence. I’ve heard of the Aphrodite Cat before, but I had no idea they are really Turkish Angoras.

    I’ve been on other cat forums and whenever Turkish Angoras are discussed their exploits and problem solving abilities are nothing short of amazing.

  3. Angel and Sophie did have a lot in common. I enjoy the challenge too. And even the cats I’ve lived with who didn’t impress me with their wits surprised me on occasion if they saw something they really wanted.

    Angel was a Turkish Angora. Ruby, Angel’s housemate, was a big ginger tabby, a former barn cat. Once she realized there was such a thing as upholstered furniture in this world, there was no stopping her. Ruby claimed the living room couch and the oversized chair. She liked to lounge around and watch Angel and me, which leads me to believe that Angel did the deed with the videotape. Of course, I could be wrong.

    • Serbella, how about this for a spooky coincidence. Sophie was a long haired cat from Cyprus. The cat fancy there call this native breed the Aphrodite Cat, but as Harvey Harrison can confirm, they are really Turkish Angoras.

      I wonder if other owners of cats with Turkish Angora heritage also found them to be of above average intelligence?

  4. Serbella, picturing Angel batting at the tassles on the wall hanging made me laugh out loud. As for burying the videotape in the litter box, now that is definitely the sign of a very imaginative, highly intelligent cat.

    It sounds like Angel and Sophie had a lot in common – too clever for our good 😉 Though I must admit I enjoy the ‘challenge’ of keeping an intelligent cat, happy and fulfilled. You never know what new little trick they’re going to come up with.

  5. Michele, I’ve seen “Dirty Rotten Scoundrels.” I know exactly what you mean by that! Sophie needed to check so she could decide whether to escalate or not. Now if that isn’t intelligence I don’t know what is.

    Angel had a problem with me watching tv and videos in the living room. This was way before dvd players and cds. I had this huge African wall hanging in the living room. It was so long the ends were about a foot from the floor. Angel would stroll over and stand by the wall hanging. She’d turn and stare at me long and hard. Then she’d bat at the tassels, then look at me as if to say “Did you see that? Did you see what I did?” Finally she’d really yank at the edge and take off running. I tried ignoring her and that never worked. She’d come back and do it again.

    One day I came home from work. I went into the living room and I saw these long drag marks in the carpet. I didn’t know what it was at first, but the marks went from the tv, across the living room, into the hallway. I had a litter box set up in the hallway closet. I looked in the litter box and sure enough, there was a videotape in there, covered over with litter. To this day I suspect Angel was the one who did that. I got the hint. We had regular play time every day after that.

  6. Michele, your Sophie is my kind of cat. You’re right, we don’t give them credit for being smart.

    Years ago I had to keep my bedroom door closed at night, else Angel, Ruby and Rocky wouldn’t let me sleep. In the morning I always found a couple of toy mice on the floor in front of the door. I guess they thought that would tempt me to open up. One morning I heard something break in the bathroom. When I came out I saw that one of the glass bottles in the bathroom had somehow hit the floor. The cats were in the hallway looking innocent.

    I cleaned up the glass and replaced the lotion dispenser. I didn’t think anything of it. The next morning I had a feeling something was going on. I opened up my bedroom door and crept out. Angel sat on the closed toilet seat. Ruby and Rocky sat on the floor staring at her, like they were egging her on. Angel took her paw and very deliberately nudged the glass bottle onto the floor. It bounced but it didn’t break. When they ran out of the bathroom they saw me.

    That afternoon I replaced the lotion dispenser with one made out of hard plastic. They knew if I heard glass breaking I would come investigate.

    • Serbella, it’s funny you should mention your cats deliberately knocking things over to get your attention. Sophie used to do exactly the same and was cheeky enough to check to see if it had got a reaction, before deciding whether she needed to knock something else down.

      We used to call that behaviour “going Ruprecht”. If you’ve ever seen the Michael Caine/Steve Martin film, ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ you’ll know what I mean 😉

  7. Sophie was probably the most intelligent cat I’ve had and could easily open most types of doors.

    Like Serbella’s cat Bandit, she could open folding and sliding patio doors by pulling on the bottom of them. With interior doors she never used the handles. Instead she’d discovered that if she continually pawed at a certain spot on the door, that pressure would eventually cause the lock to loosen and the door would open. I had to resort to locking doors with a key if I needed to exclude the cats from a certain room.

    Her favourite tactic for getting attention, was to grab the door knob of my bedside cabinet, slightly open the door and then let it bang shut. She’d repeat that little trick until I attended to her.

    Charley, has taught himself to lift the front door knocker with his paw if he wants to be let inside.

    Cats are much smarter than some people give them credit for.

  8. My boy Bandit used to open folding doors from the bottom by pulling on them. Those doors didn’t have lever handles, just knobs. We used to joke around the house that if he opened the doors the least he could do would be to close them back up. He ignored us.

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