Punkin was an absolute "crawl under the doona" boy. And I don't mean like the other two, who are "tent your legs peasant bitch and make me a yurt" he would literally spoon. Big or little, he didn't care.
Foxy is my little spoon. Even puts his head on my pillow and tucks his back feet in the palm of my hand. I'm guessing Punkin was a ginger boy? They love like no other cat.