Thai Foon is a hi-tech attack plane. When she goes, she REALLY goes - about Mach 5. You think I'm kidding? That's why Kenda has more pictures then she does (accept in this strip). He sits still longer.

When we brought her home she was an expert at looking cute, with an ulterior motive of escape into the greater unknown. We kept her isolated for a few days. Each day, we would open the door and place a screen between it and the rest of the world, and we'd let Kenda come have a look. They'd sniff at each other and hiss. But after three days, we let them actually meet. They hissed a little, then immediately began to play.

That began the great Rumpus Wrestling Tournament. Thai Foon insisted on chasing Kenda around the apartment, but he enjoyed it, and gave back almost as good as he got. Eventually we found them sleeping together and grooming each other. They became great friends.

But Thai Foon remains the instigator. She decides what games they play, and she pretty much hogs any toys that are brought out. She also loves climbing, as Kenda does not. Oh, he'll climb onto the window, and lower items such as tables and short bookcases, but Thai Foon goes for the mountains. I caught her where I thought neither of them could go - the top of the china hutch, which is no small dinky thing. I finally figured out that she jumped up on the kitchen counter, then jumped the three foot distance and six foot height to the top of the hutch. Whiskers without a clue. Her latest trick is to stand up on your legs and act as if she wants a hug, then as soon as she gets to your shoulders climb higher and jump to where she actually wants to go. We caught on early to this game.

She is also a great cuddler. She loves to lie close to our faces and tickle with her whiskers. Ahhh. Then she'll just as suddenly lose interest and go attack the curtains. :) A true ficklebitch.