He's a garbage cat, as they say, that we found starving and seriously ill with a Chronic Coryza in our garden when he was about 6 months old. He has a holy horror of kisses, but likes to bask on my legs when I watch TV. He is doing very well now, he has found the right refuge.
He likes to play with everything new.
We have a basement that's reasonably dirty and dusty, but when he manages to sneak in, he makes it his mission to clean it all up.