Cat pictures, take five.

Oooooh! Floooofy kitteh!

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I had a Maine Conn cat (rescue, actually) many years ago. I got him, oh, second or maybe third hand. His name was Thomas and he was rather elderly (in his teens when we got him). And he weighed in at 35 lbs. Not a lick of fat on that body. He was as solid as the mine rock we live on. He was, at the time, recorded as the heaviest cat in the Copper Country.

He's moved on to the Great Catnip Patch in the afterlife now, but I will tell you this: he was also known as the Gentle Giant. In spite of his size and his age and his lifestyle (he'd been a tomcat), he never once scratched or bit anyone or anything. Small children could hold him in their laps and pet him and he'd purr (like a lawn mower with a bad spark plug) and drool happily (he seemed to be missing some teeth). Dogs didn't bother him (might be because he had some serious strength in those paws and actually knocked a dog clean off the bed once) and he spent most of his days sitting in the garden or waddling down the street to the daycare where the kids spoiled him rotten.

Maine Coons, while monsterously huge, are gentle giants. Don't bet on them being good mousers. THomas used to watch the mice eat out of his food dish. Very, very laid back cats.

But huge. Very huge.

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YOU'LL BEEEEE SORRRRRYYYYYYYY (said in a sing song voice)

I am owned by a 3yo pure bred Maine Coon called Bucky.

Bucky currently weighs in at 25 pounds of pure coonie muscle and floof, the ground shakes when he walks, minor earthquakes happen when he decides to 'flop' down and my bed is no longer mine.

The bathroom is a play centre, the toilet his own personal water theme park, and I am his personal slave.

OMG so cute toilet shark.

And your Mom has tattoos and is therefore made of awesome.

lol that's funny