When
cvirtue and I chose Beowulf from the animal shelter (back in 1991, I think it was), he was such a little kitten I could hold him in one cupped hand. He was so small, we named him "Beowulf" as a joke. (Also, because then we could call him, singing, "Beeeeeeeeoo! Bay-ay-ay-oh! Beo come 'cause it's time to get fed!") But he was mostly Maine Coon
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