This is Julius. He was a lovely little tomcat who just loved to be cuddled. He was very playful and I had even taught him to 'fetch'. I would throw a small cloth ball up the stairs which he would retrieve. He could go for about twenty minutes, after that he would be panting so hard, he sounded like a steam engine!
I got him when he was only six weeks old. When well socialised that's ok and he was generally! He did however have one little quirk: he still wanted to drink, even though he was completely weaned. Now, I did (and still do) have two female cats: Mathilda and Sophie, but they had been neutered and no milk would be coming. So Julius moved to the next best thing: my tomcat Wuppie.
I can tell you: it smelt horrible! The vet was really dumbfounded when I told him I had a little gay kitty, but he gave me some foulsmelling and tasting ointment and within two days he had stopped drinking from Wuppie.
Unfortunately a year or two later he got a major bladder infection and nearly died. I got him to the vet just in time, but after that he would just pee everywhere and due to my job I couldn't really train him again. In the end I took him to an animal shelter. I cried all the way home!