I enjoy watching cats for many reasons. One is their intelligence. I can actually see them learning.
Brazil has been very skittish. He is now, however, at the point at which I can reach down at pet him at almost any time, and he will not only stay, he will lie down for some long strokes along his back and flanks. He is also coming to want face-rubs. But he has been rather afraid of the toys that I use in playing with the cats. He plays well with toys by himself, and very well with Aurora, but string-toys had appeared to him to be a menace.
Lately, and specifically last night, Shimmer didn’t run from the pennant-stick that has come to be a favourite with the younger crowd. Instead, he watched. He watched how the pennant fluttered behind the stick, how it went up and how it went down. Then he descended from the cat-tree, where he had been observing, and looked on as Aurora played. Brazil watched as the kitten chased the colourful streamer, lie in ambush for it, wrestled it.
This is often how cats learn, and one of the many reasons why it is good, if one can, to have a couple of cats, rather than just a single. Brazil is almost a year and a half old, yet he still learns, particularly from another cat. He may be teaching others the joy of playing with the pennant-stick some day.