Far out what a unit!

Only 8.2… my mother had a cat that got up to 15.5kg. He was a farm cat, very big frame, big paws and head, probably still the biggest non feral cat I’ve ever seen. But he was very strongly food motivated and an absolute chonker as well. Mum would never listen to anyone about feeding anything. She fed the pets biscuits and chocolate and cakes as well as their normal food, plus they had food out constantly 😠We were one of those households where the mum and dad were fat (actually obese), the kid (me) was fat, the dog was fat, the cat was fat etc. She is solely responsible for my lifelong battle with diet and weight gain and comfort eating (which my parents did in abundance, with mum virtually baking constantly). Pippa (cat) was famous for an incident where the doorbell rang when I’d just pulled a freshly roasted chicken out of the oven. Mum and I went to the door and spoke to the person briefly, and came back to the cat up on the bench scoffing hot chicken like it was his last meal on earth, even though it was steaming hot. He knew we’d be back soon and he was really going for it. I grabbed him and dragged him away and he was actively resisting and grabbing mouthfuls as I pulled and almost dragged the chicken off the bench! Needless to say none of our pets lasted much longer than 10 years 😔 She shortened all of their lifespans considerably. I salute you for caring enough about your pets to actually restrict the food. It’s a pain to enforce and they’re little buggers about it but it’s for their own good.