| I have no idea what the fattest cat on record is, but this cat is a close second. I love this picture and I honestly laughed for a good 5 minutes when I put this one on here. The cat was the meanest and fattest and consequently, one of the deadest cats I have ever had the pleasure of owning. Talk about totally anti-social. Picture you cat and then picture this cat, who hated anything and everything to do with people to the point of hissing at the mere thought of you petting him. I named this cat Lucifer Diablo Satan III since the cat was clearly the devil. I can remember the fun we would have, like the fact that the cat loved to play fetch with those little plastic rings that come off gallons of milk. I also remember Monday nights were tuna fish nights since I was left alone with this satanic feline. We would share a can of tuna fish. It was nice. But I still remember the time the cat was sitting behind me on the couch and decided to run up my back and jump over my head, leaving bleeding claw marks completely up my back too. So, rest in hell you devil cat. Thanks for the memories, good and bad. |
