I haz a chonk

What a gorgeous chonk! You should consider getting him a bigger table :slight_smile:

I knew someone who had a cat who was NOT a chonk, but still tipped the scales at 24lbs. He was just that big. He probably stood 18" at the shoulder.

Sweetest thing in the world, too-- loved everybody.

Name was Rhenquist.

Orange Tabby.

My chonk is Raymond. He was named that by mistake. I used to sort of jokingly refer to him as that because it’s also my brother’s name. Now the name has stuck so, in conversation, we have to say "cat-Raymond or human-Raymond. I wish I’d named him Bilbo.

George is not a chonk but he is 18 lbs at 17 months old. I don’t think he will be as big as Rhenquist, but some cats are just big kitties.

Is he a big baby? Rhenquist would cuddle up with anyone who would have him.

George is definitely a lover first. It’s hard to get pics of him because he is always conjoined with our chonk. Here is a pic from May that shows two cats, he’s much bigger now.

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This thread makes me wish we had a ‘like’ button!

Adorable!

I also have a big cat.

Today…he just looks like a chonk because he makes our chonk look small.

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I am SO happy you are in a place that lets you have a cat. I’ll bet he gives you much comfort.

Here’s my chonk. Feet for scale

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Nice footwarmer. Does Walmart carry that style?

My former Chonk is losing weight. At age 11/2 when he had to have the penny-ectomy he was 14 pounds. The vet asked “Is your other cat overweight?” and when I replied “Princess Butterball?” it was decided that both needed diets. Over the next year he slimmed down to about 10 pounds and she went from 18 to about 11.

Unfortunately, he is now losing weight. In the past 5 months he went from 9.5 to 8.5 pounds. The vet wanted him back in 2 weeks and wants to consider euthanasia if he loses any more. He is now on appetite stimulants so I am hoping they work. ( He has kidney disease, arthritis and a recurrent bleeding sore on his foot that they can’t operate on because of his health. My house looks like a crime scene with bloody footprints everywhere. )

I would love for him to be chubby again. Sorry if I am bringing the thread down. I just hate the thought of losing my kitty, even though I know that 18 is a good long cat life.Here’s a pic for Halloween.

My elderly cat Atilla, at 15-1/2, still seems healthy but he is losing weight. He may need a checkup.

Yes, get him a thorough checkup including in particular thyroid. Thyroid problems are very common in older cats and often a small pill once or twice a day can buy them several years in good health.

@psychobunny, I’m sure your vet has checked thyroid levels. I will add that one of mine turned out to need a higher dosage than her test results seemed to call for; when that was corrected she got an additional good year. But of course that’s not the solution for everybody. Sending you long-distance hugs and hope for the appetite stimulants.

Giving a pill would be the hard part. Atilla is peculiar. He sleeps on my lap, and on the bed with me. But he doesn’t want to be picked up, so it’s hard to get to the vet. I have to trick him into the carrier. And I can’t give a pill without protective gear. But he’s now overdue for his vaccination, so I guess I have to get on the case with him.

If I used my chonk as a foot warmer I’d end up with bloody ankles, he’s a ticklish chonk.

Cute chonks, all of them!

I’ve found that some cats seem to become resigned to it after the first few days and it gets easier.

(Of course, I’ve also found some little pills deposited in odd corners of the house hours or days after I was sure they’d been swallowed by the cat --)

His labs show his thyroid is perfect. He has kidney disease and anemia but everything else on the labs was normal. The vet thinks the anemia is because of the kidney disease. She does not seem to understand the concept of bloody footprints all over the house. I worry about how much blood he is losing.
Also, the more you give him pills the worse he gets. After one or two times he runs and hides whenever he hears me. You have to hold him down and force them down his throat. We are trying the topical medication. I still have to sneak up on him but it’s not as bad.
He is a terror. There is a bad kitty sticker on his chart at the vet’s office. They tried to check his blood pressure but just brought him back and said “patient declined”. The Darth Kitty picture is actually a muzzle that the dermatologist put on him so she could examine his foot. Apparently I failed to socialize him properly

Oh, I had one of those. The vet. once had to put him entirely in a bag to do something to him – I’ve forgotten what, but something fairly minor; except that it needed doing, and he’d gone into full scale defensive mode and clearly wasn’t going to come out of it until safely in the carrier and on his way back home.

I loved that cat; but most people wouldn’t go near him. – his mother was a half-grown kitten, and his only littermate only lived a few hours. I’m not sure that he didn’t come out with a bit of brain damage. He made it to 19 years 5 months, though; and was mostly happy, if I was around somewhere and nobody else was bugging him.