Not a picture, but an anecdote for your perusal...
Yesterday I was out at the barn. I picked up the barn kitty, Mickey, a little tuxedo cat. Very little, about nine pounds. Anyway, I got her up on my shoulder to keep her away from the ranch dog Boots, who was trying to bully her.
So I go over to Tagie's stall and he sticks his head out the window to greet me. Instead of nuzzling me, he heads straight for the cat on my shoulder...and starts grooming her with his lips
He <i>adores</i> cats. We found him grooming one of the barn cats out in the pasture at the first place I boarded him at.