Our neighbors' cat is just dumber than a pile of bricks. Literally.
How could any cat not know the meaning of the phrase, “scat!”? Or what it means when somebody tosses out the dog water, narrowly missing you?
It just looks at me with big, uncomprehending eyes. Then it rubs its chin against the top of the block wall.
The only reason I interact with this dim-witted beast is to try to protect my own kitty’s food. I put it out every night, but if she isn’t right there than this cat, who I rename Dim for blogging purposes, comes along and nibbles it. I know the owners, so I don’t think Dim actually needs to eat Oreo’s (my kitty) food. And I’m not aggravated about it eating the cat food. Its just its insistence that no way, no how, could anyone want to be denied the delight of its presence.
The closest comparison to a well known cat figure, to help you understand, is from Lady and the Tramp. Do you remember the two Siamese cats?
“We are Siamese, if you ple-ease.” *cha, cha* “We are Siamese, if you don’t please.”

So since there’s nothing else I can do, I’ll laugh, and throw water halfheartedly.