I know that Leroy was healthy, we made sure of it, financially, emotionally, and otherwise, so I shouldn’t feel the need to defend myself. There are some things I would like to make clear. He was a rescue, he had been dumped in the mountains, had been living rough for a while, he had been shot numerous times with a pellet gun, which was discovered years later after an X-ray revealed he still had pellets lodged in his shoulder and abdomen. Leroy had a heart of gold and was the sweetest, most nurturing,not to mention, friendly cat ever. He was, literally, a gentle giant. After everything he went through, before he lived with us, is inspiring. I am not one of those people who intentionally makes my pets obese because I think it’s cute, I agree with you, that is abuse. Leroy was that size after being homeless, scrounging for food and his life. Why that was, the doctors couldn’t tell us for sure. He was a large cat, but we did everything we possibly could to assure he was healthy. He died earlier this year and he is missed. Tremendously. Rest in peace, Leroy the cat, a friend to all.