I’m a sucker for tuxedo cats, and not just because my boy Cosmo is one handsome tuxie. I think they have a certain air about them. It’s like they know they’re wearing formalwear and have a hint of snootiness about all of it — you know, like Mittens. And their markings are each so unique. My Cosmo has a messy white stripe that runs down the bridge of his nose. Sometimes I get the urge to fill it in with a Sharpie.

Although I think all tuxies are tip-top, here are the reasons why I adore my own fancy cat.

1. He’s always red-carpet ready

Cosmo’s chest markings look exactly like a little tuxedo shirt. It’s just begging for a bow tie. I think he’d be a fantastic red-carpet correspondent for an awards show. Move over Ryan Seacrest, here comes Cosmo!

“And who are you wearing, Cosmo? You look fabulous!”

“It’s original couture. And thank you for noticing my fabulousness.”

2. He has “panties”

Cosmo has a little triangle of angel-wing-soft fur positioned on his lower belly, making him look like he’s wearing panties. I call them his “man panties.” As he ages, his “jungle pouch” becomes more loose and jiggly, and his panties start to get saggy. Even with saggy man-panties, he’s one handsome cat.

3. His fur is the shiniest around

Of all my cats, Cosmo has the sleekest, shiniest coat. When he’s lying in the sun, his black fur looks exceptionally gorgeous. I could pet him all day long, with several breaks for some quality cat-huffing, of course. How could I resist that luxurious coat? How, I ask you?

4. His bright white whiskers

He has the most lovely white whiskers that look striking against his jet-black fur. I like to smooth his whiskers against his face and marvel at the cool contrast. He does have one black whisker on one of his cheeks, which just gives him extra character. He’s like a work of fine art — and I have the original.

5. He adores me

Cosmo is my guy and I’m his favorite person in the whole wide world. When he’s not physically with me, he’s staring at me. I can’t imagine a day without my little tuxie-shadow. And he kisses me — he really does! If he’s in a particularly sweet mood and I lean in, he presses his nose against my cheek. Sometimes he even rubs noses with me. How adorable is that? I think it’s just about the most adorable thing ever.

Also, if he ever does get invited to a red-carpet event, I know he’ll choose me as his plus one. I better start picking out my outfit, or maybe I’ll let him choose it.

Do you have a soft spot for tuxedo cats? Tell us in the comments!

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About the Author: Angie Bailey is an eternal optimist with an adoration of all things silly. Loves pre-adolescent boy humor, puns, making up parody songs, thinking about cats doing people things and The Smiths. Writes Catladyland, a cat humor blog, Texts from Mittens (birthed right here on Catster) and authored whiskerslist: the kitty classifieds, a silly book about cats wheeling and dealing online. Partner in a production company and writes and acts in comedy web series that features sketches and mockumentaries. Mother to two humans and three cats, all of which want her to make them food.