Potato Cat looks like a great guy.One of our regulars at the bookshop gave me Potato Cat after she heard about my CatCat's passing. He has been a delight for the most part, but he still has his moments of assholiness.
And because of Potato Cat we learned our crabby spitz actually does really well with youngsters (those of the fuzzy sort...Potato Cat was barely seven weeks old when we got him.) Knowing this we have a pretty good idea of what we want to do dogwise when the time comes. (Those plans are still a few years out.)
We have Pilot (the guy in my pic), Fionn, Saul, Batman, and Lilly - all rescues that we fostered and kept.
I suffer mildly from PTSD (via my adventuresome life), and the mask mandates made it impossible for me to get out, which increased my stress level. Pete, our big black cat that died recently was my rock, and I miss him a lot. All our cats are calm, and help me get through panic attacks. I love them.