I had a Seal Point Siamese for 17 years before he passed away a couple years ago. He was gimpy due to a metal plate in one leg (broke it twice at a young age) and rather chubby from the exercise it prevented him from getting outdoors.
Nonetheless, he was very friendly. His name was Sebastian, aka Baz or Baz Cat, and I looooved him.
When I'm no longer living in a sorority house, I'm definitely getting a new one.