named Leo. I got him from a friend who had found him when he was tiny, no more than 2 months old, huddled under her car, muddy and thin. She cleaned him up, fed him, and gave him lots of affection for a couple months. But she already had several cats so she gave him to me. When I got him, I guessed his age at around 5 months based on the degree of descent of his testicles.
He was THE most affectionate cat that I ever had. He was eager to rub against me no matter where I was or what I was doing. Followed me everywhere. Rubbed up against everyone he met. When I sat on the couch, he sprawled next to me with his head on my lap and made an angry vocal sound if I tried to get up. When I sat at the dining table, he curled up on a chair perpendicular to mine and stretched out a paw to rest on my legs in order to maintain physical contact.
At night he snuggled up next to my chest with his head under my chin. No matter how I moved during the night, he stayed in physical contact with me, readjusting his own position to mine.
He cried pitifully whenever I left the apartment.
I believe that his early deprivation, being cold, hungry, and alone when my friend found him, made him especially grateful and dependent on affection and physical contact.
Animals that have been abandoned or deprived develop strong attachments when they find safety and affection.
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