I adopted this boy in October 2009, I remember my room mate playing with all the cats and getting so excited, but this one just sat on my lap and judged everything instead of playing and I liked his style. His name was Max, but I changed it to Charlie after the main character in The Perks of Being a Wallflower. He used to hide in the space between my bed and the wall and attack my boyfriend, who is now my husband of eight years, at particularly vulnerable moments. He lords over my dogs (also laspca alum). He is a good cat.