At first I suspected he was an idiot, because it only makes sense that after the first time your paw was rammed into by a chair, you'd move it right? Thus proving, Goten lacked the inteligence to move his own paw.
Then, I realized that in truth, Goten is much smarter than me. Because here's how it goes. I hit his paw with my chair. He leaps up, looking horribly hurt and indignant, limps a few feet away, holds up paw, and meows like a baby.
I leap up, cuddle him and make sure he's all right, while telling him he's such a wonderful, brave, kitty.
After a few seconds of this, he runs off into the kitchen.
I follow, just to make sure he's all right. He cries pittifully for food.
I give him food.
And seeing that he's pulled this on me several times in the last few days, would indicate to me, that he's the smart one, I'm the idiot.
Nothing I love more than to be outsmarted by a cat.