I really don’t like people calling me a walrus – it should be perfectly obvious that I’m a cat, albeit a rather large one. I want to impress people with my my deep, booming meow, but when I try, out comes a tiny kitten voice. I just have to impress them with my lovely personality. People can’t resist me when I rub around their legs. I have lots of good years left in me, but I am a senior citizen, so please don’t make me wait around at ARK too long. A cat needs his own home, you know.