Big Bad Bear . . .

is having a rough time lately.  He is shedding his winter coat and besides leaving fur on every surface, the poor lad is swallowing a ton of it.  So much so that both ends have been  . . . erm . . . compromised.

He is now on a regime of daily grooming, anti furball food and Catlax, until we can get this straightened out.  Oh, and we also need a larger litter box.  Although we purchased the largest available, it is, alas, still too small for Big Bad Bear.   A trip to Wally World for an under the bed storage box should give him enough space.  Either that or the 9TS will be needing to build us a sandbox in the living room.  This cat is huge!!!

How huge????  Take a look, huge:

Yep, that's my tiny Maine Coon cat.  And the problem is, when the front end is in the litter box digging for the proper place, the back end is somewhere else in the laundry room.  We need both in the same place at the same time.

But truly, he is anything but a Big Bad Bear.  He has the sweetest disposition.  Wouldn't hurt a flea.  Loves to be pet.  Is shy and retiring.  And a best of all, a great snuggler.  And oh yeah, he's mine, you can't have him.