While Princess is smart enough, she tends to be a bit of a recluse. That, and she's mean. I have not found it worth the effort to engage with her on matters of the mind. Nimrod seems to have a highly-honed intellect, but only in certain, specific areas. If you ever want to converse about the relative merits of, say, different types of poisons, he would be your cat. Otherwise, don't waste your time. And our dear friend Shane, unfortunately, is all fluff and fat, and no grey matter. He's an affable, decent enough young man, but it would be more worthwhile to have a discussion with a dead fish than him. That is, if you could finish your sentence before Shane consumed said dead fish.
As you can see, that leaves me somewhat lacking in intellectual peers around here. I sometimes think that the man and woman in residence could give me a run for my money (or, at the very least, keep up). However, try as I might, they do not seem to understand telepathic communication. I think it's a hopeless case, in fact. If they can't understand the simple command of, "pet me," after I stand on their chests and stare insistently at the middle of their foreheads for ten minutes straight, they certainly would never be able to discuss Shakespeare or theoretical physics that way. Oh well. Their loss.
At any rate - the reason I am on the subject of intellectual pursuits today is because the woman found an amusing video on the internet of a cat I'd rather like to meet. When a ball was hidden under one of three identical cups, and the cups were rotated randomly, he managed (three times in a row) to correctly identify the cup under which the ball had been hidden. Genius! Of course, statistically, he should only have been able to find the ball one out of three times. The last time the experiment was repeated, the people added yet another cup - further reducing the statistical chances to one in four!
I noted that my people attempted this activity with Shane. (Talk about a poor choice in test subjects!) I do hope they'll give it a go with me soon. To that end, I must be off. I may not have anyone with whom to practice the deep academic pursuits in life, but I can at least go grab a quick catnap and count the ceiling tiles in the living room. It's not much, but a fellow must embrace whatever intellectual exercises he has available to him in order to stay sharp, after all.
Regards,
Charles
post script - a link to the video is below. I hope it brings as much intrigue and enjoyment to you as it did to me.
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