Genius cats and, er, "regular" cats?
We love our cats regardless, but we also know that some of our pals are genius cats and some are, well, not so genius.
My old beloved shorthair white goddess Vanilla (RB) was sharp as you can imagine. She knew several words such as "get your mousie" or "get your squeaky" and she'd run and find the right toy and bring it and play with it.
Vanilla would also summon me for my duties. I'd be sitting watching TV or reading or working on the computer, and she'd come over, stand up on her hind legs, and gently tap me on the leg. Then she'd meow, and start walking away, looking back over her shoulder to verify I was coming. If I didn't obey, she'd repeat the tapping and meows, more forceful, and then out came the claws!
When I followed her, she'd lead me to her empty food dish, low water bowl, or dirty catbox. Then she'd sit and supervise me to ensure I performed suitably. She'd meow loudly if the job wasn't done correctly.
By contrast, my current love-buddy "RJ" is about average. He knows his name and comes when he's called, knows "NO!" about jumping up where he shouldn't, but that's about it. He's of course a loving buddy of 18 and a wonderful companion, but he's never been able to learn much more than to come when called and to behave. Other than that, forget it.
And our new adoptee buddy Bobby is also about average in his smarts, knows his name and "no!" but not much more.
Naturally this has no effect on the love we have for our cats, or the love they have for us.
But --- what are your stories about smart cats vs. mmm... not so smart?