Not my cat, as I no longer have one, but my friend's. He has four outdoor cats (lives in a small town in the country). The boys, Koala and Low Rider (there's a story-shortly after birth, he and his sister Charity were mauled by something. He lost both hind feet, she lost one. They are both doing pretty well, considering!) cry like babies when I come by! they LOVE to be petted, and won't leave me alone. Rider, for such a large fella, has the most piteous sounding meow and is not shy about pushing his way around Koala to get close, and has grabbed my hand with the teensiest bit of his claws out, and licks. Koala, equally large, is a big puddle of mush when I pet him, and follows me to the car when I leave. You would think my friend never gave them any attention, but he does! I would seriously take one of them except they wouldn't care to be indoor cats and would climb all over everything. The mama, whose name escapes me, was a feral cat, and her daughter Charity, are both quite shy and will only come when there's food to be had. I can pet both of them, but no sudden moves or they're gone.