<!--QuoteBegin-Siobhan+May 4 2004, 05:08 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Siobhan @ May 4 2004, 05:08 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> The Bengal Cat is a extremely intelligent breed. They have alot of personality, are lively, alert to anything new and are very curious to learn. With a little patience they can be even taught tricks, such as retrieving an item, sitting up, and rolling over.
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Siobhan,
All of that is true, but not all Bengals will do tricks. My boys are so intelligent that they sit and let me demonstrate how to go retrieve the toy that was thrown. They get this look on their face that says, "Well, you are the one who threw it. I you wanted it, why did you throw it away? Now YOU go and get it." I did it so often that they would get bored with my stupidity and just walk away with a disgusted look on their cute little faces. Three of my sister Bengals will fetch, but the others won't. My boys don't like to get their feet wet either. Only on of them will play with the water from the faucet and hit it all over the kitchen. No, they don't like the clicker I bought. It was a curiousity for the sound of it, but once they figured where it was coming from, they lost interest. Both of them like to do their own thing and then come around when they want to for a pet or two as if saying, "Hey, aren't I wonderful, Mom? Did you see me do that?" haha. Koby has big, green, innocent eyes and a face that would melt the hardest heart. He looks at me after he does something naughty (which is very often) as if to say, "I didn't do anything. No, not me. I'm an angel who never does anything wrong." Kaly is so nosy that nothing gets past him. He has to be into everything, smelling it and giving it his "Kaly cat" approval. He has gold eyes and a wild face. He always looks worried...even as a small kitten
We keep telling him to relax, everything will be okay and the sky isn't falling. grin Their favorite toys are the mylar wand toys. I play games with them on the bed with that wand and a blanket or sheet. I hide the mylar part and make it appear to crawl under the covers like a mouse. They have to find it, pounce on it and eventually get it out from under what covers it. They play this rather aggressively and I usually get wounded several times with flying claws, but its fun and silly. Other than that, their fun is using the hallway as their own racetrack and knocking anyone over who steps in their way.
or climbing and playing all over our tall cat tree, looking for real or imagined enemy cats in the window blinds or scattering food or whatever all over the house so mom can have fun and pick it all up while we watch her. I told you that I am trained. <g>
Nan