I petted a male Maine Coon at a cat show. He weighed 23 lbs., no fat on him. He had a head like a small cantaloupe, plum sized paws, and a purr like a Harley. I put my face right up to that big boy’s whiskers and was rewarded by a PURR that about knocked me backwards. Right then and there, I vowed that my next cat would be a Coon. Never regretted that decision!
I'd love to have a cat like that. I'm one of those people that cats just tend to like, and I like them back.
Yup, my Maine Coon was the most laid-back, happiest cat I’ve ever seen. Never any fuss, always glad to meet new people, especially kids, good friends with our dogs, who always seemed to treat him with a certain measure of healthy respect. I miss that cat - up in cat heaven he’s probably relaxing and occasionally still acting like a goof-ball.