Good old Budda.

4 of the 5 original designers of the Macintosh computer were left-handed.
On the left I give you Good old Budda. Tigger is a gentle cat when left alone but very standoffish. She interacts on her own terms and complains vociferously if I try to push her. Budda on the other hand has always been very laid back and has wanted to be close to people. Like all cats he had a variety of vocalizations, mostly to insistently call my attention to the fact that it was dinner time. His major problem is his internal clock is about 10 minutes too fast. Every morning, 10 minutes before 'up and at'em time' in comes Budda, plants himself on top of my covered body and cries. Not a quiet "It's time to get up" purr but a very insistent noise best described as a howl. He's learned that I get up following his noise so he's taken to making that howl several times throughout the day. He'll stand by the back door and stare at it to be let out but never a sound. Then later he'll be back on my bed when out of nowhere shouts his howl, or he'll be in the kitchen (away from his feeding area) and just let go. When I go to him to determine what terrible tragedy he has encountered, there he sits with a 'what do you want?' look about him. Cats. But you gotta love 'em.
Enigmatic cats are proof that we're all on this flight together.

Dick