Netflix has a pretty entertaining series on old toys, and there's an episode on He-Man, which, among other tidbits, explains that Battle-cat was actually a random tiger from a different toy line (Big Jim in the Jungle IIRC) with a paint job and a saddle.
When I was 6-7 and my sister was four, I was way into He-Man. My sister's best friend at the time, a girl her age who lived down the road a ways, was too. When I went over to their house close to Christmas, I saw that their tree had nearly every single He-Man figure then available under it. I thought any girl who was this into He-Man had to be really cool.
As someone dealing with a few cases of cancer in the family (including a child) I can’t help but think what an amazing miracle to live to 91 years old. Some people really hit the jackpot! Rest in peace.
Proper creativity at work!