If you remember the movie “Boogie Nights”, you’ll know this paraphrase: “This is a giant cat!” Yes, it’s Samson, a big 28-pound Maine Coon cat, said to be “the biggest cat in New York,” which isn’t really a world-class distinction. Still, Samson is a magnificent animal; as I always say, a bigger cat—so long as it’s not fat—is a better cat.
Sadly, there’s too much in the video about how its staff tries to make Samson an Internet sensation; but just ignore that and look at Samson.
Photos from Bored Panda:
A male up-talker! You don’t see that every day!
The cat is cute though.
Cool cat. Annoying owner.
“….Annoying owner.”
Thank you! I felt that way listening to this goober, but didn’t think it would be expressed via the comments section in these mealy-feely times we find ourselves in these days.
That kitteh is bigger than Peake-a-choo, who I suspect to be in the 75th percentile for body size in Seattle.
You can say that again!
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I had a 30 pound Maine coons he slept on me every night I sure miss him
That kitteh is bigger than Peake-a-choo, who I suspect to be in the 75th percentile for body size in Seattle.
That cat could kill!?
I’ve got a d-o-g, a Springer spaniel, with precisely the same piebald patterning. About the same size, too.
Homo Passiviens-Agressiviens for sure.
(Most gorgeous feline though)
Correction: Homo passiviens-agressiviens. 🙂
Let us hear no more comments about Hili’s waistline. She is positively sylph-like in comparison.
Samson’s owner says his “DJ name” is “Splurt” — not exactly “Dirk Diggler,” now is it?
… although they could be in the same line of work, huh?
Ugh, Californian up-speak.
That cat is king though
Looks like the owners are experts in perspective tricks….
My 7-lb, 2-year-old orange tabby wants me to say that small cats are desirable too. Just try sleeping with a 28-lb cat on top of you!
you’d probably need a Kevlar shirt for the scratch-kneeding behaviour – nice in a small cat but a bit extreme in a Samson-sized cat
When a guy has to tell you his cat is not as famous as himself, what is that. Something Donald Trump would say?
Isa, my older cat, is a part Maine Coon, and her hairballs range from annoying to horrendous. I am trying to imagine the kinds of digestive disasters Samson hacks up, and it boggles the mind.
That cat is obese!
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Ahem. “cuddly”
Many years ago, my late father in law had a huge Tabby of a similar size, and where a “normal” cat would present its staff with rewards ie mice, Ginger would bring home rabbits.
My grad student roommate had a cat that eventually grew to be about 20 pounds. We had a party for his ‘sweet 16’ (pounds). Then another for his ‘poundage of majority’. Its a shame he didn’t reach his able-to-drink poundage, that would’ve been a blowout. 🙂
He was mostly muscle, too. Those auto cat feeders? He batted his around until both sides broke open. And one day we came home to find the 3′ tall, 20 gallon rubbermade container with his food bag in it knocked over, food everywhere. As far as we can tell he stretched up, pulled the whole thing down, then pulled the top off. We also had a second cat (just a kitten at that time) living with us, so it could have been a team effort.
My mother-in-law in Maine owns a Maine Coon Cat named Katie. She is around 18 or 19 pounds. I am primarily a dog person, and for the last 12 years Katie had terrorized my golden retrievers whenever we went to visit. As a result, I gave her the nickname of Al-Katie. My mother-in-law hated that. But the odd thing is that Al-Katie is only affectionate to one person…. and that is me!! She ignores all other visitors to the home, neighbors and relatives…. even her owner hardly gets attention. This was not always the case. It was only after my last golden died two years ago that Al-Katie started hanging with me all hours of the day during our family visits… purring and playing at my feet. Mine is the only lap that she falls asleep in. I plan on getting another golden soon, and I hope that Al-Katie maintains her affection for me and that I can somehow transfer this to my new canine companion.
Said Samson, “Delilah? She’s my hair styler.
We’re friends. Just friends.”