Well I guess you haven't met the right cat then. People should give cats more credit. My first cat was extremely smart and I trained him. It took me quite awhile to get over that cat. Actually I am still not over him. In 1996, when it came down to putting him to sleep, I held him and talked to him as the vet. made the injection. As much as it hurt me to do that, I knew I had to be there to comfort him. I had him cremated and I have his urn. It is in my will that he be buried with me. I still miss him, but smile knowing I gave him a good home.