Bobby's a sweet little guy, so very tame and gentle, considering that we adopted him from a pure stray just a few months ago. He has his toys and plays by himself a lot, and is friendly.
One little funny trait that he has and we're gonna try to get this on video... He's got one of those typical little oval padded cat beds, you know the type, with a high side and a lower entrance at the front? Well, he will gather up his fave mousie toys and put them in front of the bed, then he'll crawl into bed for a snooze, and last thing, he'll reach his paw out and pull his mousie into the bed with him! It's so charming.
Bless our wonderful fuzzy pals, they're such a delight.
Last night I got up to use the bathroom, Bobby was on our bed, and when I lay back down, right afterward, outside the sliding back door to our bedroom, a huge racoon came "visiting" on our patio. It grabbed some dry food that my girlfriend had set out, "washed" it, and ate. Bobby was enchanted and watched from the bed same as I did. My gf slept thru the whole thing but the raccoon is a regular visitor.
Naturally Bobby wants to "go play" but we tell him, nope, little guy, no way you're going out at 3am to get bit by a big feral raccoon!