Long time readers may recall the saga of McGinty (aka the Big Pooper), a cat that the Ex-Girlfriend and I kidnapped from its home behind the dumpster. She weighed 16 pounds when we she came in off the street and now weighs 19 pounds. We expect her to weigh, well, a lot by the end of the year.
She’s adapted well to indoor living, and Stockholm Syndrome has definitely set in. Here she is lying on the floor. The Ex-Girlfriend is lying next to her to provide perspective. (She’s 5 5 – the Ex-Girlfriend, not the cat, at least not yet.)