He was an exotic shorthair tabby who was given to a shelter because he didn’t look f×cked up enough. He was adopted but the owner got a younger, more playful cat, so they put him on Craigslist where I found him.
His shelter name was “Luigi”, but when I saw him, I immediately changed it to “Waluigi”. It fit him so perfectly.
He snorted when he got excited and looked angry all the time, despite being the friendliest gremlin you’d ever meet. He loved all creatures of different species and nothing frightened him. He made me laugh every single day.
He stayed away completely from people-food, with two notable exceptions: ranch dressing and Taco Bell. I still don’t fully trust either, tbh.
I loved him so much. Still miss him every single day. Not sure I’ll ever find such a wonderful cat ever again.