"There is, incidentally, no way of talking about cats that enables one to come off as a sane person." ~Dan Greenberg
“Because I’m a cat. A big one, the Panther of Rough Storms, in fact. But still a cat. If there’s a saucer of milk to spill, I’d rather spill it than let it lie. If my mistress grows absent-minded and leaves a ball of yarn about, I’ll bat it between my paws, and unravel it. Because it’s fun. Because it’s what cats do best.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, “The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making”
Cats and small children are the ultimate scientists. They knock things over because they can and then watch intently to see the results. A cat can knock over a glass of water a hundred times and be just as interested in the outcome on time 100 as time one. Then, of course, he will walk away in a huff because of the irritating wet mess that has suddenly appeared.
I find this endearing in theory and less in practice when it involves a glass of water on my nightstand at 2 a.m. There are very few things I find endearing at 2 a.m.