Siamese.  We used to have one named Little Kitty.  When I was little I would grab him by the tail and pull him towards me to hug.  He learned quick to hide when I came around.  It wasn't until we both grew up a little that he would finally come to me without the torture and trepidation.  I actually missed his rasping yowl after we had to put him down.  I always have loved the chocolate points.  And not because of my sweet tooth.  Ha!