I like when I deliberately make a weird noise, and my cat in turn studies me quizzically.

Before too long she goes back into repose, and then I go and make another strange sound.

By the third or fourth time, my cat’s patience has worn thin, and her curiosity gets the better of her. She decides to leap onto the couch to investigate.

But there is nothing there to discover. In fact, neither of us can glean anything further about these unusual disturbances.

So it just goes to show that I am not the smarter of the two species.