I thought this was my cat at first lmao. He does look very similar!

Awww. I have a soft spot for orange “tortoise shell” tabby himbos.

Rambling story time.

When I still lived with my parents they had one we called Gus. When he was a kitten he was a “greedy gus”, always trying to bump his siblings off the mama cat’s nipples so he could have all of it to himself. First one of the litter to start hissing too. About his siblings being on his favorite nipple no less. Grew faster than the others and was a bit of a bully while he was young. One thing that never grew though was his meow. He always had the tiniest little baby kitten mew.

After we had him neutered he chilled out a little bit. My mother was a lot more laid back about the cats than I was, and she would let him come out with her when she did gardening because he would just find a spot in the sun near her and chill out.

One day he saw something and took off. Showed back up a day later and was suddenly the sweetest little clingy boy. Still the largest of them too.

So now they had a big muscular chunk of an orange tortoise shell cat, who would cry when none of his people or siblings were within eyesight, with the cutest little high pitched kitten mew. Such a himbo too, always grooming and cuddling his sisters, interacting with photos of people like they were people (nuzzling and mewing at them), never left an open lap in the house when he could lay in it and get scritches.

When one of his siblings started crying for something (food, attention) he would find them, nuzzle them, then start crying with them in solidarity. One of his brothers would lead the crying cat to us, maybe try and lead us to the “problem” (food bowl empty, that sort of thing).

Not Gus. He’d just sit there with the other cat crying in solidarity.

He would regularly cry at the water dish because if it was too still and the water was too clean, he thought there was none there.

He passed of old age a while back. Miss him still.