How cool Rhea! My mom has an evil cat... poor mom, I stuck her with it... It was from a litter of feral kitten we fostered for the county pound. We lost the other three siblings to a nasty respiratory illness. I just couldn't send this one back to the pound to be placed with strangers so I talked my parents into adopting her She was the sweetest, most loving kitten. From almost day one at my mom's she would only let my dad pet her. She throws a major hissy if you even come near her, growling, hissing, quick to claw. Since my dad died my mom has had a heck of a time grooming her, but the cat seems to be coming around little by little. Last weekend if I held my hand down very still she would rub up against it. That's the closest I've gotten to petting the little monster in a couple years! And I saved her! lol I just think it's interesting how they have such different temperaments depending on who is giving them attention.