The neutered tomcat Trouble outweighs his mother Mister Mittens and his sister Shiloh by a lot. Maybe twice over. When his mother is walking beside him her head gets to his shoulder.

Am I bragging about a tough tomcat? No, not at all. He's a gentle housecat and everybody here loves him dearly. He hasn't been weighed in a while but at ten months of age he's 15 pounds anyway.



I petted him after I snapped the first photo and then he sighed, yawned, and laid back down in my recliner. He's laid his left front across his head to protect himself from the beatings my wife, son, and I usually give him on a Sunday night.



There is so much joy that cats bring to a home.

I'm in love with the Mr Mittens' family