There's no such thing as normal. Ivy
These cats have such funny little personalities.
Ralph is a ridiculous but affectionate sook who is happiest getting belly rubs or sleeping on your lap/chest/head. He's always begging (pitifully) for food or to be let into the 'forbidden room' (my bedroom, off limits except on special occasions) but he will happily tell Ivy where to go if he wants her spot. If you ignore him for too long when you get home he will literally jump into your arms, even if you're not looking.
His top three favourite things are tuna, sunshine and pats.
They are both small cats but Ivy is the smaller. She doesn't usually like being held but is happy curled up on your lap as long as you don't move a muscle. She loves a chin scratch and does very loud grunty purrs when she gets them. She's a special kind of nuts, she regularly does what I would describe as very loud crowing when you're not looking. However, if you stick your head around the corner and see her she will go back to normal meowing like it wasn't even her. She is the braver one and has chased TWO cats (both bigger than her) off the property when she's been let outside on a sunny day, even though they're indoor cats.
Her top three favourite things are being up high, investigating things and eating plants.
Even though Ivy always sniffs Ralph's butt and he doesn't like it, they're still best little buds.