That's one magnificent moggie Alby.
Lots of rescue cats have "issues" and, when you've heard how they've been treated, you can't blame them.
My sister has a rescue cat, Ellie McFluff (of the McFurball clan). She is the complete opposite - the most nervous of Nervous Nellies. Stays mostly under my sister's bed or under a bush in the garden. Probably doesn't help that my sister has two small children who shout "Ellie!" whenever they see her and set off in hot pursuit. No-one really knows her history, when my sister got her she was about two and found on the street, injured and very thin. Now, on the rare occasions you see her, she is a big old ball of fluff. Very pretty. Don't know how you describe her but I think she's called a "calico" cat.
Good on anyone who takes on one of these poor unloved moggies. There are too many of them and not enough homes. I would love a couple more cats, especially after losing my beloved Binky in July, but it wouldn't be fair on my remaining cat. Betsy has had to put up with the arrival of the chickens, the reptilian nightmare that is Plod and a little girl who just decided that cuddling her kitty firmly around the head is the way to go...
Here are my beloved Binky and Betsy: