Spenc-er likes the people in this house.
We make him purrfectly happy.
He likes his belly rubbed and is a champion kneader. He is our downstairs cat.
Lovely Memphie patiently awaits Spenc-er's decision to like him, too. He's now our upstairs cat, except when Spenc-er is feeling especially frisky and, frankly, aggressive, coming upstairs. Spenc-er isn't too keen on a kitty big brother just yet. It's evolved to Memphie keeping his distance over the whole thing. It will get better, I repeat.