Testing, Testing...

I hate tests. I mean, there's all that pressure! And not the good kind of pressure, either, like when you sneak onto the counter and eat a whole bowl of cake batter, and you're so full you feel like you might explode. THAT'S a good kind of pressure.

My people got on their computer yesterday and found a video of a cat who could play a game really good. They laughed a lot. It woke me from my nap, but I managed to go back to sleep, despite the noise. It wasn't long, though, before they came in and picked me up. I hate it when they do that. I've tried to reason with them about it before, but apparently they don't understand the subtleties of my non-verbal communication. Next time, I'll try aiming for the face.

Anyway - apparently they had gotten it into their heads to see if I could play that game really good, too.

I couldn't.  I only got one right.

Seems like an unfair setup to me. I mean, who cares about balls under cups? Next time they should try it with cat treats under cups. Or tuna. Oooh, oooh - or beef jerky. I really love beef jerky. Even the old guy hangs around waiting for a piece of beef jerky. If there was a beef jerky game, I would be the grand champion. No doubt.

Until they come up with a beef jerky test, I hope my people stop subjecting me to such nonesense, and quit getting ideas from the internet.

- Shane

p.s. - here's the video if you want to see what ridiculous things they waste their time watching.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=GoXHVs65NFQ