I am a cat person and always have been. I have just recently in the past couple years gotten two. The are brothers, soon to be three years old, and about 16 to 18 pounds each. They are surprisingly smart. They can stand and bat the door knob, and if there is something next to the door, one of them knows how to stand on it and open the door. They can open cabinet doors in the bathroom. One of them likes to play and shred the toliet paper. I say one of them, because I can never catch which one does it. Same with the trash can when it gets turned over because one of them doesn't like the food I get them. They seem to know when I am looking and when I am not. They seem to know that black is the color they shed best on, and pick that clothing to lay on. They are odd too. They seem to like to chew straws, stirafoam, and sunflower seeds. They know when I am reading, and to lay right on it. They know when the water is running in the kitchen that the water bowl is being refilled, and when it is running in the bathroom that they need to vacate the area or they might get wet. They are very affectionate, and meet me at the door when I come home. They are great companions and I look forward to many more years with them at my side.