The Monstrous Maine Coon

One of my fellow naval officers at work owns a Maine Coon. They are enormous cats, more bob than puddy. I’ve seen some up to thirty-five pounds. My shipmate has pictures on his desk of the monster and I could not help but remark about ’em.

I marveled (to myself) how wonderful it was that two red-blooded American males could discuss felines so openly. Fifty years ago, we would have been ostracized. We’ve come a long way as a nation and a Navy. FYI, here is a Maine Coon in all its glory:

Natalie Chettle lifts her mother's Maine coon cat Rupert over her head.
Natalie Chettle lifts her mother’s Maine coon cat Rupert over her head.

Resist the thought that the picture is photoshopped. T’ain’t. . .

9 thoughts on “The Monstrous Maine Coon”

  1. I resided in Maine for three and a half years and I never saw a cat that size…I knew they existed (the Maine Coon, as a breed) but my eyes never rested on one…he’s a big ‘un….k

  2. Is that ASM new cat? I am sure his little fluff ball turning into that giant kitty. He would love it!!

  3. I would love to have cat like that here on the Lazy B, but the neighbors would probably mistake it for a bobcat and shoot it.

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