Hester has the softest paws. Not when you touch them (they are soft to touch too) but when she is playing with me. She NEVER uses her claws. She knows that hurts so she keeps her paws soft. I love that she is kind, gentle and patient with me BUT then I know what a trouble maker she can be. This may look like the face of innocence but underneath that beauty lurks a little mischievous girl.
Hester's day is very similar to Enid's. Hester is not much of a talker yet. I am still trying to hear her voice. Her affection and moods are easier to understand.
Hester: Puuurrrrrr. *Murmuring* Blondie you are nice and warm.
Hester: I'm gonna get you Enid. Roarrrrr! Blondie just you wait! I will make it to the counter and get your pancakes too! OMG! She is drying her hair with that blowy thing! (Hester loves to sit on my shoulders while I dry my hair - I tried to take a picture but it was too hard to balance Hester while Enid pulled the camera strap). *Gasp* The blonde girl is cleaning our toilet, Enid. Let's watch! Don't leave! You don't have to work! Stay. Stay. I will purr louder if you stay. Can I come too?
Hester: Flash! Flash! Bright light! Don't do that Blondie!
Hester: Feathers! Hold it higher! I can jump REALLY high!