When I was looking to adopt this year, I really had my heart set on getting a boy tuxedo, but I had a fateful encounter with my Penny girl. I was at the shelter looking at a bunch if different cats and she was at the very top of a cat tower looking down on me and projectile vomitted on the cats below.
I knew she was the one.
She's by far the quirkiest cat I've ever had, she's super squeaky, will only eat food in airplane mode (I thought it was an anxiety thing, but I've had her for months now, she just does that), and she has a LOT of what I now know is tortitude. She's extremely anxious around strangers, but after warming up to me, she is the cuddliest cat I've ever had, and she likes somewhat aggressive petting lol. If I'm not petting her hard enough, she starts pushing her head into my hands and doing flips in my lap until I put enough elbow grease into it lol.
At her first vet visit, they told me she's a tortie and I only recently googled if there's stereotypes for them, and everything I'm seeing fits her to a T lmaooo