Posh had to be put down because of illness (and it didn't work out with the lady cat I had over for a week or so), so I bought a new cat at the cat shelter. When I got there they asked what kind of cat I was looking for and I said, "An indoor cat that isn't aggressive with other cats, because the one I have at home is very gentle and he gets confused when other cats hiss at him"
"Then I have just the cat for you" the woman said and showed me Yankee.
I've always said that Ranger was extraordinary gentle with other cats, but he is nothing compared to Yankee. They weren't lying at the shelter when they said he was one of a kind. When I got Yankee home and let him out of the cat carrier he walked straight over to Ranger and pushed his head up against Ranger's in the classic cat-hello, licked him between the eyes and walked into the living room. Ranger gave me the most confused look I have ever seen on a cat.
Already the day after they were licking each other's fur and doing their first attempts at playing, though Ranger still thinks they should take it a bit slow. So far so good.