When you come into his suite, Steven is often the first to greet you. He beckons every visitor with hopeful mews and climbs up on the shelves so that he is at just the right height to shower you with his affections. Little Stevie Wonder loves to roll around on the blankets and reveal his fluffy belly.

Steven reminds us of that boyfriend we had in college: always up for a party, eager to please, and fun-loving, like Peter Pan, the perennial playboy that refuses to grow up. Hes got a little snaggletooth grin that only adds to his irresistible charm, and the dusty, almost lavender hue to his shiny buff coat makes him look like hes been rolling around outside all day, which he probably has - he loves spending time in our solarium, even in winter!

But just like that sweet college boyfriend of ours, Steve can be a tiny bit immature. For one, hes been known to forget about his litter box. Yes, he knows its wrong, and he really does try to be a good boy, its just that sometimes hes in such a hurry to get back to playing that he slips up. However, that sincere, hopeful gleam in his eye says it all: when he has the right home, along with some loving guidance (and maybe even a couple of experienced cats to show him the ropes), Steve is one-hundred percent certain he can finally grow out of his frat-boy ways and settle down for a lifetime of devotion, joy, and companionship.