Thomas has developed a truly twisted sense of humor. Every 2 weeks I have a young lady come out to help me with the heavy cleaning that I cannot do because of my back. She was out yesterday and was mopping the bedroom. (I have my office set up in one end of the bedroom. She was mopping near the edge of the bed and Thomas was standing at the edge of the bed watching her work. She was wearing a sweater over a long skirt (part of her religion), and the sweater had ridden up, exposing the small of her back. Thomas reached out sloooowly, and then? He proceeded to give her a great, big KISS! Right where flesh met waistband of skirt! She let out a shriek and dropped the mop. I spat tea all over the floor and cracked up. Thomas? He backed up a few paces and looked over at me like, "Whaaaaaaaat? I was just bein' friendly" Squeaky sat up, shook her head, settled back down, and went back to sleep. I think she's getting bored with Thomas' antics. It's funny. Squeaky was weird when I got her, which I attributed to her growing up in a hoarding situation and then spending 7 mos in a shelter cage. Thomas has been here for 4 mos and is getting stranger by the day. I have to attribute it to a combination of the potential being there combined with environment. That cat is just plain weird!