The cat who adorns my (Wheeler’s) typewriter was named Tweaks.
A flame tip, or point, cat, I adopted Tweaks when I lived in New Mexico. He was 10 when I adopted him.
He was brought back to the same shelter he came into as a stray kitten, just a decade later.
I was extremely fortunate to have him for four years before he died a few days after being diagnosed with a liver tumor.
For some reason, he really liked to sit on my typewriter. No idea why.
He is missed.