Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Jabba the Cat
Anyone who has ever been to our house will remember one thing in particular: noise. Oops, I mean: Jabba. Jabba is the biggest cat I have ever seen, and that's pretty much what everyone else says too. He is 33.5 pounds, not too shy of the world record, and he is solid as a rock. Unassuming visitors will think he's all fur, but after one shocking stroke of his belly, they quickly realize the insanity of their mistake. Jabba walks like a panther, and his paws are huge. His litter box is a concrete mixing pan from Home Depot. He is fed very expensive low fat food, but a lot of it is honestly his build. Aside from his ginormity, Jabba is unique because of his personality. He has the disposition of a mastiff. He's laid back, fearless, friendly, nosy, and very, very funny. Jabba likes evening walks around the block in his red wagon. He likes sitting on his back in a vibrating infant bouncy seat. He likes to sleep flat on his back. If Jabba does this in the yard, we get a minimum of twenty vultures circling our house, because they think he is dead.