We adopted a black barn cat who's mother died--he was so small he would fit in my hand---now he is 9 years old and 18 pounds---I held him and rubbed his belly so he would like that and now you cannot touch his belly---he gives us lots of joy and laughter and he decides where and when he will be petted and when he will sit on your lap and demand to be scratched---cannot imagine not having him around---loves to chew on plastic--doesn't bite any off ---just punches holes in it---the plastic he is laying on in avitar is his favortie kind