My cats past & present have all totally different personalities but some of this comes from their kittenhood.
The first Nelly, gorgeous tabby, really pretty but horrible with everyone exept me & eventually my present husband. She would spit, swear, scratch anyone who came near. This was because she fell out of a 4th floor window when she was 2 months old & was also beaten by my boyfriend at the time when I was at work.
When she died 3 years ago at the ripe old age of 15 from an infection picked up in the garden we adopted 2 cats from the SPA Spider a black male with nothing between the ears. He'd been found wandering in the street. At the same time Daisy white & black, she'd been given as a Christmas present & as she is a right little madam, she will only have a cuddle if she wants one, & when this happens no matter what you're doing as long as you're sitting down she will come and walk on you, give you snotty kisses then cuddle up on your chest. She has a habit of pushing anything off the desk or table if it doesn't please her, even things that have been there for days. She climbs on top of everything : wardrobes, cupboards, ceiling beams…. Now I find this behaviour normal but the people she was given to didn't appreciate it which is why she ended up at the SPA at 11 months old.
Now as I said Spider was very thick & needed constant reassurance but was a great fighter, when we moved here I think he fought with every cat around, so it was not much of a surprise that he got run over while fighting with the cat across the road. Daisy looked everwhere for him, & 2 cats are much more fun, so we adopted Brutus a tabby with white paws. Photo when he was 9 weeks old how can you resist ?
He now weighs 5,5 kg !
Brutus thinks he's a dog, he comes when he's called, loves his belly rubbed, loves water, likes to have a couple of centimetres of water in the bath so that he can paddle & drink at the same time. He "talks" all the time.He discovered snow last week & thinks this is great fun, but he's a bit confused as to where to go to the loo so he uses the snow as litter until the veg patch & mole hills come back to being. He is the only cat I have that hasn't got a "history", he's the sweetest natured of all.
No matter what colour they're all individual.