Even though my cat died three years ago, I still miss him. He was a beautiful ruddy Abysinnian, and he was the most outgoing, friendly cat I have ever known. He would walk right up to strangers and say, "Hey! How's it going Stranger?" He took naps lying on my chest while I took a nap, too. I tried to find a new cat to replace him once he died, but this new cat had a different personality, and I tried a different breed-Bengal-but I missed the Aby look and personality. So a few months ago, I bought another kitten--an Aby again. She has a different personality, too, but she is also very loving. And she looks similarly. I really miss my cat: he lived with me for 17 years when I transitioned from my 20s to my 40s. He traveled cross-country with me. He was my best buddy.