When my active duty military mom moved to a new posting, pets weren’t allowed so my soul mate, Bob, and I lost our home. Bob was adopted right away, and without him, I became so miserable and intimidated by all the cats here, that a wonderful volunteer took me home to foster. She says I follow her around like a puppy, am fine with strangers, have a “great character,” am very inquisitive and graceful (I do like to jump!), love windows (oh, those birds!), and love to sit beside (not on!) you and snuggle/purr for all I’m worth. I’m a handsome buff tabby boy, and since I’ve lived with another cat, maybe I’d be okay with a similarly laid back feline. Or maybe I’d be just as happy as an only (preferably spoiled) child!