My Mamas always like to say that I’m a “big boy,” or, if they really want to feed my ego, they call me a “Big Cat.” Yes, that’s capital B and C, as though I’m in the same company as lions, tigers, jaguars, leopards and cheetahs. Oh yeah, I like that comparison!
So today when Mama G saw me all sprawled out on the bedroom floor, she decided to see just how big I am. I’m not sure I measured up to her expectations, because when I saw that camera coming, I kind of recoiled.
Looks like I was about 28 inches or so by the time she snapped a shot of me, but it turns out the longest cat, according to Wikipedia, was about 48 inches long, so I’m not even close.
Still, when I hear Those Two talk, I feel pretty big and important. But this whole photo shoot was pretty boring.
Oxbow's World 
Somehow, the Universe led you to two loving Mamas who want to show their love and admiration for your handsomeness and savoir faire. You are definitely aren’t a huge or long cat but you are a good looking feline fellow!
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You are a beautiful big cat!! :):)
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