Eddy the autisticat is only smart about objects*. He makes up for it by having the interfeline social skills of a small lump of putty. Once he runs through "poke thoughtfully", "sniff", "gentle bite" and "careen across the room like a drug-crazed cannon-ball" he's out of tools. He's very friendly but has no idea how to interact with other cats.
When I got him, he looked like someone had run a weedwacker over him. This was the legacy, I suspect, of angering every feral cat in the neighborhood.
* But that's ok, because he's mostly only interested in objects. I once saw him lean to one side to see around a bird that was blocking his view of traffic.
I worry about his thoughtful contemplation of my stove.