So much tuxitude. Wandered up to me with a hurt paw at about a year old. He was supposed to be a barn cat, but had intestinal issues that caused us to take him in. To be honest, he never had a solid poop in his life. But he still lived to his late teens. Always dominant, at least in his own mind. Always willing to play with the younger cats, even at 16-17years old. My special boy. Slept in my arms every night. Master of the household. Master kitty of my heart.