Oh boy Harry is one smart kitty. He can be ANYWERE in the house... in a coma-like sleep... and he'll HEAR my popping the top off (one of those with the pull tab on the top.) I can't figue it out, because its not loud at all.

When he knocked the can out of the cabinet, he batted at it a bit, then sat and meowed at me as if to say "well... you gonna open it for me?"