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My cat definitely knows her reflection is her. I, too, got curious and tried all sorts of tests to see how it worked out.
My chow, now a dignified fourteen years old, used to, in her youth, wait until all the humans left, and then use her forepaws to open the door from garage to kitchen and let the other dog in. We blamed that other dog for weeks, until my brother and I hid in cabinets and watched her do it.
Took in a stray tomcat a few months back, just temporarily because it was still wintry and snowing and all. Best behaved, wonderfully dispositioned older cat. But, when I put him in a carrier... it took him approx. three times seeing me work the latches before he started to reach through at two points and push the latches in to release himself. No flailing. No ridiculous batting around until he got an effect. Paws through, push up on one and down on the other, and open. |
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