There is only one thing more exciting to Keara than her mommy. That's the cats. She loves them so much. When she catches sight of one of them she starts bouncing up and down, gets a really big grin on her face and starts snorting!! I don't think she realizes that they don't return her feelings. They will usually run away if they notice she is paying attention to them. Tigger is the most tolerant and usually won't run away until she gets close and every now and then is so desperate for attention he will let her get close enough for a touch. Which usually results in a tail pulling and a cat making a mad dash escape. I try to show her how to pet the kitties instead of pulling their fur out or yanking ears or tail, and sometimes she pays attention. Apparently it is more fun to grab and yank though, like with my hair. She has only been swatted once, by Tigger. He got her right on the top of her head, which she thought was hilarious (he didn't stick his claws out). So much for learning a lesson from it. I hope they someday get over the trauma of her infancy and become friends.