I’ll do an easy one today, “Mr. Clinton the Cat”.
Louis Rossmann, his human owner, has a computer repair shop in NYC and has a channel of pointed videos about IT. Usually, Mr. Clinton is at his side, sometimes in his lap.
When Louis goes to work in his repair shop, Clinton will try to tear food containers open. He is quite adept at opening doors and drawers and getting into things.
He is also very vocal, with constant meows. Cats generally develop a “language” with their meows which is specific to the owner.
When I was in my first apartment in Dallas 1979-1980 in Oak Lawn, an unaltered male named Timmy adopted me. He recognized the sound of my car (at the time, a Chevette, which broke down a lot) and would run to the second story (on a landing) apartment door when he heard my car return home. At night, if he needed to go outside, he would come into the bedroom, meow and scratch the pillow.
He would also try to hide my car keys.