The bad apple within the barrell

I know its a catty post but this is off topic, and i just couldnt resist posting it.
The above title is the perfect description of our 2year old Ragdoll cross cat. Clementine.
She is what could be described as stuck up, having nothing to do with visitors, or frankly anyone but me.
She has allwaysbeen the same since birth, as u all know Clementines mum was a Ragdoll belonging to my mums friend, and when she had kittens, i vowed we must have one, as at the time our previous cat had been dead about 3 years and the house still had dogs, rabbits, guinea-pigs and its clutch of ducks but no cats, and the mosue problem had got a bit beyond a terriers handling.
So i decided from the minute i saw the litter that i wanted the little tortie girl, but from the day she could walk, she has allways just followed me, even over Sue my mums friend who bred her. I would be in their kitchen 5 minutes and this tiny wild haired tortie would come bounding over, and then at 6 weeks we brought her home and she just decided she hated all but me, and took to haunting her shelves.
All around our hallway, and up the staircase and all around the landing, at the tops of the walls their are a continous run of shelves, that aernt that far from the ceiling, they hold various things but mainly plates and ornaments, anyway you get the scene, and since Clementine was 6 weeks old she has allways haunted them, and being a house cat she spends most of her time there, she is restricted to the garden, to help catch the mice, but she doesnt care for hunting, much to regal for that. She really is an evil snob, all the other animals fear her, even one of the dogs our JRT Polly, and the remaining rabbits and guinea-pigs, but Florrie our westie cross dandie pup doesnt seem to have any fears LOL
But Clementine truly does give a bad name to cats.
The thing that baffles me, is that Ragdolls are the nicest cat you can get, very people loving, very calm, named Ragdolls as they go limp in your arms, when they feel content. This sums Clementines mum up to the tee, but Clementine is a bad tempered mare, and as she is semi longhair she needs brushing a fair bit, she hisses and spits if she sees the brush, even at me. And if you dont feed her promptly at 6 o'clock she willcome and bat you, to me just her soft pads, to everyone else claws unsheathed!
SO i want your opinion, do u think she is the bad apple in the barrel?
Here is a picture of her in her regal pose, lookin gon in disgust, that i dared to take a picture, look at the disgrace in that face, she looks thorughly disgusted LOL

oh i also forgot to add, she has a very bad temper to most, but is fine with me, she will just padd along behind me, for instance not 10 minutes ago i was sitting in the garden and she had been sun bathing amongst the begonias all day, she strolled up to me, clawed both of the dogs, and once they were out the way jumped up around my neck, her usual position LOL
best wishes

Awww she looks so cute though

She has a darker side Jeanette, believe me, look at the glint of malice in those eyes!