Ja, which means "tiger" in this Asian country, sits on her windowsill in all her feline glory. She tries to kill mosquitos, and worms that crawl out of the houseplants, and ants, and gekkos that scamper across the ceilings and walls. Her purr is as loud as the generator next door, and she holds her own against Rumi when they tumble across the floor in play-fight. She's still small enough to hold in my one hand, and light as a feather. But don't let her small size fool ya. She's a feisty feline, and cute as a button.