Lololol. That was my Kitty, a nut job, but a mean one. She didn’t like anyone or anything, unless of course when she wanted affection.
I won her over......kind of. Took me about 8 or 9 years to learn her “suttle get off me now” body language.
After I learned that, I had many less gashes on my arms!
Leon was a gentle cat. He was the ultimate “pick up cat” because he’d just lie there, no matter how you carried him around. He’d ride on my shoulders while I walked around the house, stand on my arm and eat out of my hand.
He never scratched or bit, no matter how much you messed with him.