Pandora is beautiful and based on that pic surely has Maine wild cat dominant genes!
They all have their own characters, ours is not particularly sociable and very much her own girl. The one exception, she does like a lap occasionally, just mine, she won’t sit with anyone else which isn’t conducive to changing records but digital is sounding decent these days!
Bobbi will play fetch with either a wadded up ball of aluminum foil or cat jingle balls
She has to initiate the game though by presenting the toy she wants tossed.
Actually, she’s about as “trained” as a cat gets; responds to her name, will come sit on my lap when invited, presents her paw for a handshake, can “speak” (“yeah”, “hello”, and “hi”)
Simba the Ginja Ninja. In this scene he’s poised to attack the shadow on the kitchen floor of me taking this picture. It’s easy to see how cats are at the top of their food chain…