I am starting to understand bad parents. You know - the ones who have given up and never discipline their kids so the kids are holy terrors who run around screaming in public while the parents just watch, exhausted, or who interrupt when adults are talking or who cannot make it through one hour of church without three toys, a bag of Cheerios and a juice box. I don't excuse them because your job as a parent is to civilize your child, whose natural inclination is to be completely obnoxious (we are all born that way), but I understand. I have been trying to train the cats to stay off the kitchen counter and out of the kitchen sink and I am ready to give up.
Either we have the most stupid cats in the world or the most stubborn. I catch Shirley on the counter or in the sink at least once a day. When I catch her, I spray her with water. At first, I just sprayed her until she got off the counter. But she kept doing it, so now I am going for a scorched-earth policy of following her into the bedroom, spraying continuously as she tries to hide under the bed. I keep thinking (maybe I'm the dumb one?) that she will associate the spraying with being on the counter and think, just once, "Maybe I should avoid getting on the counter so I can avert getting a fine mist of water sprayed into my face."
But no. She is just learning to jump off the counter when she sees me see her and run faster to get under the bed. Apparently, she is capable of learning, just not learning what I want to teach her.