This hefty tomcat loves laying out on my recliner and he's welcome to it when I'm not in it. He's huge but he never lays out teeth and claws. If you pet pet him he drops to the floor, closes his eyes, and offers up as much of his body as he can for pettings and rubbings. He's just a nice good big gentle feline lug.



If he had his gonads and was out on the street like his mother was he might be a different animal.

I just caught the big guy laid out for the night. Without even looking I know that his small sister Shiloh (Sweet Babycakes) is in my wife's bed rolled up in covers for a "fort" and that his mother Mister Mittens could be anywhere.

Trouble is a beauty