I’ve had Sam since September, and me and my mom have suspected for a long time that he might not be the brightest bulb in the box. He seems to be completely lacking the grace and dignity that most cats are born with, and has been known to do things such as ram his head into closed doors in order to open them, be completely unable to find food dropped on the floor for him because’s he’s still sniffing the hand that previously held said food, and generally act like a big clumbsy goofball.
About a month ago we decided to let Sam play in the basement. To try to reduce the amount of trouble that he could get into, we got rid of everything that was obviously fatal to cats such as rat poison. Everything seemed to be going well until a few days ago, my mom discovered that he had broken into and eaten part of a bag of concrete. Not solid concrete, mind you, but powdered concrete, which mixes with water to form cement. He seems to have vomited most of it up and looks fine, but I can’t get over the fact that he ate concrete. It’s not like he did it out of hunger- he’s fed twice a day and there’s also a large bag of dry cat food in the basement. I don’t get it.