Simon is the baby of the family. The same age as my other cat but no in his mind. Seriously. I believe that this precious kitty has something really wrong in his head. Or someone mistreated him before I got him. He was about 3 when I got him. He goes into the other rooms and seems to forget where he is. He will cry until I call his name to come to me. This happens off and on all day or night. He has to sit next to me and nurse on “his” blanket. I just hold it up and show it to him when I am ready to take a break and he comes to me. I feel really blessed to have gotten him. He is a precious cat with such a sweet innocent nature.