This is Hurricane, although I call her Harriet, for reasons I can't explain. She comes within about a foot of me to drink water. She's curious, but has to appear nonchalant. Her favorite toys are Tommy's mousie toys...made from rabbit fur with rattles inside. I attached a long elasticized cord to a mouse tail so I could play with her at a distance. (At the same time, I entertain Cyclone with an elasticized cord on my lap.)
This is a standing view of Hurricane. She is about twice the size of Cyclone.
And yes, Typhoon is now coming out of the hidey hole box when I'm in the room, although he keeps his distance from me. (He's the seal point in the background.) While Hurricane studied advanced mouse dynamics, Typhoon studied string theory for the first time. In a fit of brilliance, he chewed the string into an infinite number of pieces. I refused to give him credit, however, because he failed to show his work. The destruction occurred behind the hidey hole box so I don't know how he arrived at his solution and whether he had help. I'm just glad that all three kittens are finally attending their classes at Kitten U.