He has dropped some weight due to aging and kidney disease (he is now 15), so he is now a more normal 17.5 pounds. He was just a very large ginger tom cat. Some Maine Coons get even bigger than that. At 24 pounds he was difficult for me to pick up, especially since when I got him from the shelter he was not always a happy camper and would bite and draw blood. I am always happy I adopted him rather than some family with young children because the first night I had him home, he got scared in the night and bit me on the face while I was laying in bed. I kept him, but if that had been somebody’s kid he would have been returned. After a few years and two rounds of dental work to get rid of painful teeth, he is a sweetie now.
I have another cat right now who I think is around 21 pounds. He’s just a large-boned, huge cat. Some of 'em grow big.