Borrowing a prompt ...

"I am, as I am; whether hideous, or handsome, depends on who is made judge." -- Herman Melville

Handsome? Tchu! And what does that mean to me? *laughs* How would I tell, if I were handsome or not? Blind as a bat, yes? Well, not as a bat, because they're not actually blind so much as prone to playing things by the literal ear, whereas I ... black as black can be, my world. One eye white, the other barely formed. Tchu tchu. *chuckles* Never met a creature I could honestly call good-looking, though whether that is my fault or theirs, I leave to you. *grin*

Other ways, now ... People to me are spaces, movements, scents, tastes and sounds. A twitch of my whiskers and a quick (or not so quick) frisk with my paws, and I'll tell you if they have a handsome build. A wrinkle of my nose, and I'll tell you if they have a charming scent. A word from their mouths, and I'll call their voice interesting or not. And a little nibble ... *grin* Well, I'm sure you can figure that out.

Myself? Well. I don't know, really. My scent is that of the doctor, the apothecary. Pleasing to some, appalling to others. My voice ... I find it pleasant, but that it because it says nice things to me. Others, I could not say, but at least it does not bounce from the ceilings or make ears ache, unlike some I could mention. My build ... there, I think, I am superb! Slim, muscled, dapper ... *leers* Don't you agree?

And taste ... let us just say that is for me to know, and none of you to find out, yes? Any predators in the gathering, I promise I'm not worth the experiment.

Tchu! Where was I? Handsome, yes. If by that you mean good-looking, I've no way to comment. If you're either blind or a hedonist like myself, and thus are open to other senses ... there are many unique beauties in the world.