My fluffy boy is Brother. His short hair sibling is Joe. (Big guy was the Batweasel. And he had a white bikini. With a little white bowtie.)
Brother is my soulmate actually. He was a consolation prize of sorts and turned out to be an indescribeable joy.
He has a little white spot under his neck. That's the reason I have him - because my aunt didn't want the cat with the white spot. I chose Joe first, but had decided to take two. So I took that ugly spikey hair kitten with the white spot. And I named him Bad Hair Day. And took that ugly spikey hair cat home. And fell in love.
He's fiercely faithful to me too.
(lol @ ugly, but at the time, I had no idea how he would fill out and all I saw were the spikes. I wanted another sleek cat like the Batweasel used to be but I also wanted the spare kitten for Joe to play with, so there he was)