I had a cousin that had a Manx, which I thought was a really feisty feline, until my other cousin got a snow lynx. 75 pounds of sneaky death, that one was!!!!
I had two really great cats growing up. Bunny was a soft black and white rag, who would plop down and fall asleep anywhere. He also loved baths, and was very hard to keep out of the shower......trust me, wet cat in the shower = hairy legs. We adopted him. One night in the winter while we were watching a scary movie as a family, we heard this thump and horrible screeching scratching sound coming from the back door, and when we looked out the back window, there were these two green eyes floating in the dark at about 5 feet off the ground. He had jumped up and was hanging from the window on the door looking in.
My other favorite cat was the product of a stray alley cat, bred with a mutant stray alley cat. We named him big foot, because he had big white paws that had two extra toes on both front feet. They were almost like opposeable thumbs. He was yellow and orange striped with white feet, long haired, and 15-16 pounds (vet weight), and he was about as attack happy as a pit bull. Lots of bites and scratches from him (play for the most part, but still he did bite clear through my dad's hand while playing). Bigfoot lasted 17 years, and was feisty till the very end.
I don't have any digital pics to upload.