Today, 5 years ago, I brought this little guy home from Homeward Trails animal rescue. I named him Barney, but I call him "Barnacles" more often than not. He has approximately 113 nicknames.
I didn't like cats per se, but a friend of mine persuaded me to give them a try. I saw an ad (first photo) and he looked so majestic with his ring tail. He looked like a good friend.
The next photo is the day I got him. He was shy at first, but eventually came over to me within a day or so and got to know me better.
I have never found anything so affectionate, loving, snuggling, and an overall improvement to my life. Had I known I would have got a pet decades earlier.
He doesn't want to do anything but lay next to me. My friends have remarked he doesn't act like most cats. He doesn't like catnip or empty boxes. He doesn't knock things off tables or shelves.
He just... chills out.
When I come home from work each night, he gets on his back and shows me his belly which I come over and rub. It's the best feeling to come home to that.
He tends to know when I'm not feeling well and will come over to check in on me, like when I'm working at home and stressing out over something.
My best friend 5 years in, Barney is the best decision I've ever made in life.