I got Nyah as a 3-month-old kitten. He was friendly, sweet, confident and brave from the start. But if I sneezed, he would always jump off the bed or couch and run out of the room. He was an indoor-only cat, but he ran outside every chance he got. Once he went through a hole in the screen of an upstairs bedroom window, fled out onto the roof, jumped to the ground and was gone for 24 hours. He was a fast runner and good at evading capture. But he always made it back home. I miss him so much. He was so adaptable, moving 3 times and being good natured about everything. He never once scratched furniture or went potty outside his litter box, even when his back legs failed him on his last day. He was always sweet and fun and purred a lot. He liked to cuddle on my lap. His only fault was that he was not fond of being picked up. He would flay his front legs out as though trying to fly away. He was the best cat ever.