He is cross eyed, getting kind of fluffy and if you talk to him his head starts rolling around and he falls over, lays there on the ground and starts calling "Come pet me". He may not be the smartest animal I ever lived with. We have a box in the front room that the cats took over as soon as it was emptied. Mike had been in the box before, and he wanted in again, only He was trying to get in a box from the closed end, he was pushing at the end, pawing at it, trying to push his muzzle in, and was pushing it all over the house. The other cats thought this was very cool and began to form a kitty support circle. The other 4 were circled around him watching to see what was next, when he stopped pushing, and raised up to take a breath, Gar looked into the box from the other end, and started to step in, Mike saw this, went to that end of the box, put a paw on Gar, Gar backed up, Mike looked, walked in and laid down, he knew there was a way into that box.