I had a cat that used to push things off the coffee table. Anything that rolled, like pens or batteries, would eventually find their way under the couch... to the point where I would look there first if I couldn't find something.
I remember once stacking spare coins into a pile on the table. He sat there, patiently watching me do it and looked me directly in the eye while his paw pushed them onto the floor again.
It was that moment that made me question his motives. Did he enjoy it the way that a toddler enjoys peek-a-boo? Was it about watching things fall or was the fun in knowing that I would have to clean it up again?
The way he looked at my face while he did made it seem like he enjoyed pissing me off more than anything.
All of them, including Doom 64. I bought Doom (2016) on switch mostly for a laugh but it's surprisingly playable. Never tried Doom Eternal though.