How the hell does she breathe?!?

I'm speechless. I think I may have friends whose children weigh less than "Princess Chunk". Has anyone checked to see if someone in the neighborhood is missing a dachshund? What was she eating? And how in the name of fuck-all do you lose almost fifty pounds of cat? (Or maybe they didn't: you ever had a cat try to sit on your head? Yeah. There's a dead crazy cat lady in Camden County who suffocated in bed. Or whatever's left of her after "PC" got tired of pushing her food bowl around.)

That's just... just... wow.

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On an almost completely unrelated note (well, I guess this clip is also about a ginormous cat, so there's that), here's a Today show clip about the guys who lost their cat on purpose, in a manner of speaking, but weren't forgotten. You may have seen the referenced clip on YouTube--I didn't find out about it until this week, myself. Anyway, I was looking for an excuse to put this up, so why not do it here? Their cat was supposed to weigh a lot.

I can't help noticing that the Elf-cat is similarly aggressively affectionate when he's missed me. I remember seeing a nature program ten or fifteen years ago that noted that one of the remarkable things about cats in general is that there are fewer variations between species behavior-wise than there are in size, color, etc.--i.e. a pack of feral domestic cats behaves more or less the same way a pride of lions does, or a leopard pack.

Anyway, that was the claim. Make of it what you will.