All my cats have personal quirks....

But Pookha as a kitten became attached to sleeping on a piece of fabric (gold tissue lame). He is now seven and the fabric has been washed many times... He too moves it around and is quite upset if another cat, but his favorite friend (Futzy), dares to touch it.

Belladonna who was bottle raised (one of my student brought he in half dead and only a week old) has the worst vocabulary. The others all decided, I guess, that I finally had a kitten. The toms spoiled her rotten and the females (all the cats are fixed) deferred to her as the baby of the oldest "cat".... she is this long haired grey and white cat thatlooks as if she should be sitting on a silken pillow, but she is hell on wheels. She climbs in the cockatoo cage to steal the bird-kibble, she snarls at people who come to the door and at the vet it takes two techs to hold her down. But when it thunders she has to be under the covers and touching my skin or she cries and shivers....