Our "Special" Cat

Ever since we got Sylvester a few months ago, we have noticed something about him- 

He's not exactly the brightest bulb in the pack. 

 Maybe all those months he spent starving on the mean streets of Chelsea stunted his intellect.  

Case in point:  The cat door.  

Earlier this year, we installed a cat door so that Paddy could access to the sun room whenever he wanted.   While this cat door allows the cat to access all these delights on demand, but it is slightly tricky for cats to learn to use.  The door has a magnetic closure, so the cats have to give it a good head butt in order for it to open.  Then, while they are going through the door, it begins to close on their hind end, which can be slightly alarming to a cat.  It took our dear, sweet Paddy several weeks to learn how to use the door after we installed it.  But Sylvester has been with us for several months, and still hasn't gotten the hang of it.

We've begun to notice a pattern.

Sylvester goes over to the cat door, paws at it.

And he quickly gives up. Then, Sylvester sits down and begins to look around for the nearest human.  Once said human is spotted, he locks eyes with the human, poses and then makes the saddest kitten face he possibly can.  Like so:

The nearby human is then immediately overcome with feelings of pity towards this dim little creature and proceeds to open the cat door for him.  And that, my friends, is how Sylvester uses his cat door.

-Paddy's Mommy