I do not know if this is special or not but my cat will follow me around the block out side!!!!! Her name is Little little. She is three years old, I have had her for about two years. I got Little little from my best friend. I had to beg my mom to take her from them, they couldn't keep her cuz of the kids. She can open the screen door. Little little will also come running to me if I call her name. Or if she sees me outside. She is a indoor/outdoor cat. Little little is a very loving and sweet cat and she will sleep with me like a teddy bear, only she is alive. I love her like my own daughter. She tells me when it is time to go to bed too!!! I'll be sitting on the couch and little little will come and be all lovey on my lap. Then lay down on my lap, next she will get up and run up the stairs and wait for me. If I don't come then she will come back down and do it again!!!! Or if she sees me coming slowly she will wait for me on the stairs!!!!! ( i will be so depressed when she dies!) :( Isn't she cute??? i wish they lived forever. THAT IS MY BABY GIRL!!!

My cats open doors if they decide they want in a room. It has to be a handle, not a knob. I used to close my door at night so that I could get sleep before my early college classes, and the cats decided they didn't like being alone so they figured out how to get in. Now I wish I had a door knob. =)

My cat plays soccer

My cat can open cupboard doors, very tidily with just one paw. While he was learning it took longer and he had to really push, but now, a couple years later, it's smooth and fast--he's in there almost before I notice.

My dog Teddy can walk on his hind legs! Will post a video later today.

I had three cats growing up that were just plain cool. Tinker was a rescued Siamese that born the same year I was. He would sit on your lap and actually appear to be watching TV with you. If loud or obnoxious programs came on, he'd jump off your lap and leave the room. He lived to 18+ and just disappeared one day, never to be seen again. His adopted brother Teelok (Vietnamese for "sweetheart") was a very interesting cat as well.

Teelok was blind. I did not know that until after he died. I found out later when my mother told me "Remember how Teelok would sit at the front door anytime I moved the furniture? He had the house memorized." Teelok was just a plain, good cat. Never bothered anyone, never underfoot, and never complained. He always seemed to know when someone was sick, because he would make his rounds over to you and not leave you until you were better. He died at 20 in my arms of respiratory failure.

When I was 10, my parents got Egor. Egor was 1/2 Persian and 1/2 pure bobcat. His father was a bobcat that was domesticated by friends of my parents.

Egor was extremely smart and could work out "how do I get into this thing" problems quickly. He also was a pizza and seafood connoisseur. He knew the difference between a chain store's pizza and a 1 restaurant local pizzeria pizza. The best thing about Egor was that he understood English quite well.

If Egor came up to you and meowed, you only had to say "show me what you're complaining about" and he would lead you to the problem - and "feed me" wasn't normally a problem with him. If you brought food home, it was automatic that he would demand a sample from you.

He lived to be 19, and died one day on the bathroom rug, shortly after I left for work, sparing me having him die in my arms like Teelok did.

My cats now are two sets of brothers. Two Siamese named Sam and Lou and two farm cats named Tarzan and Taz. The Siamese seem content staring at you all day from a perch, where Tarzan is the talkative one and Taz, who is blind in one eye, lives up to his name. Taz has a nasty habit of climbing, chewing, and just mauling anything he wants if he thinks there's food in it.

No video yet - they won't stay around the cameras for some reason.