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He was very large yet still very cute. We called him “Vittles” because that was the only kind of cat food he would eat.That’s the oddest cat story I’ve ever heard! Gigantor the Kitteh!
Aww, he must’ve been cute, though.
He did startle some people people who would come to the house. I mean if you saw a 35 pound 18" at the shoulders tall, jet black cat, would you assume it was a house cat with a glandular disorder or a South American Panther? But Vittles behaved like many friendly cats do around people, rub himself against their legs, purr, try to jump on their lap.
In fact I remember my father invited a co-worker and his wife over. Vittles seemed particularly attracted to the woman and would not leave her alone. At one point he jumped on her lap then sort of fell against her stomach in order to curl up on her. First the woman was terrified, second she was crushed under the weight of Vittles landing on her. Finally she nearly had the wind knocked out of her when “fell” into a curled up position. At that point, my mom asked me to take Vittles outside.
The pituitary problem did make him more aggressive, but with people he was absolutely gentle, not a single scratch or bite. As his abnormal growth continued, he developed a rather odd body shape and near the end did not resemble a cat very much.
I still miss him. He was the most unique animal I ever had.