This is Felix. He came to live here in mid-November and he has made himself at home. After the holiday bustle we're discovering a new routine. He is a true gentleman of a cat. He usually comes when he's called and follows me around the house unless it's time for a nap. When I let him know I've come back home he comes to greet me, usually yawning and stretching having just awakened. He's sometimes chatty. He's the only cat I've ever met who purrs as you put food in his dish.
We had a cat named Henry who lived to be a grand old man of twenty and Felix reminds me of him, both are gentlemen with a hint of royalty about them, a slight aura of entitlement. Lesser cats would be resented for their airs but because of Felix and Henry's exquisite personalities they are not.