I already own about the closest thing that is legal without a special license. This is Finn, my highlander kitten. This picture is him about six months, 13 pounds. He'll be 20 by the time he's done growing. Despite his exotic and ferocious looks, Finn is really just a big cuddly toddler in a cat's body. He frequently breaks things (In his defense, he doesn't know how big he is), and through no fault of his own, is really a pain in the neck when he gets going. He'll run around the house for hours, and then run in and jump on you, causing all kinds of unexpected pain, and then curl up and cuddle for hours while he accidentally attempts to suffocate you. He makes up for it though with his cute little bird noises and the fact that he likes everyone and everything; even if they aren't always so thrilled by him.