http://www.rotten.com/library/medicine/eating-disorders/ rotten > Library > Medicine > Eating Disorders Eating Disorders Are you constantly thinking about food? Are people concerned that you might be getting too skinny? Is there an ever-decreasing "magic number" in your head which represents your ideal weight, however unrealistic? No matter how many pounds are lost or gained, individuals with body dysmorphic disorders see in their mirrors only fat, depressing failures. As a public service, the Rotten Library is proud to manufacture three fictional, non-celebrity composite characters who can help shed some light on the mysterious inner workings of eating disorders. Please welcome Anna Rexia, Betty Bulimic, and Veronica Vegan. Anna Rexia Eating disorder sufferers are psychologically blocked from being comfortable inside their own bodies. Anna, age 12, is neither self-absorbed, nor vain, nor easily influenced by glossy magazine covers. She simply started a diet, enjoyed the feeling of control, and then refused to give it up. Anorexia Nervosa, taken from the Greek word orexe (appetite) is characterized by an ever-decreasing willingness to eat. The causes are a convoluted hybrid of cultural, social, familial, psychological, and biological problems -- none of which can easily be solved without extended therapy or counseling. The vast majority of sufferers are female, and most have at least one emotionally absent parent. In Canada, one out every four girls has some level of eating disorder -- in the United States, it's estimated to be one in three. As the obesity epidemic expands to include nearly every age group, emotional eating arrives just in time to fill the void. According to researchers at the Ramuda Ranch Treatment Center, eating produces a physiological sense of safety, reducing the agitations most commonly associated with anger, distress or anxiety. Blood sugar levels are reduced after a delicious meal, restoring feelings of pleasure and temporarily displacing depression. Anna's pleasure centers, meanwhile, are only tickled by those items from which she's abstained. Her fear of becoming fat grows more irrational with each progressive diet plan. She obsessively counts calories, and dresses in thick, layered garments to hide her weight loss from prying eyes. No matter how emaciated she may appear to others, she's always going to feel more than a little chubby. In response to the extreme chill brought on by drastically reduced fat content, an anorexic's body will kick into overdrive to keep itself warm. Patients often develop lanugo, soft patches of downy peach-fuzz hair on the face, back and arms. Dry, yellow skin is another hallmark of the disease, as well as brittle hair and nails. Twelve year old Elisha Lay of Mildura South Primary School in Australia developed borderline anorexia after her school instituted a weigh-in policy. "After you had your weight taken, all the kids were pressuring you to tell how much you weighed. I felt like people were looking at me like I was a big girl." She stopped eating foods like yogurt and ice cream, and then extended her denial to include glasses of water, which can make anorexics feel bloated. Frances Sanders, chief executive of the Eating Disorders Foundation of Victoria, Canada suggests that weighing in shouldn't be part of any school program: "We've had cases of seven-year-olds being weighed in front of the class, and other children laughing and saying you're fat." -- but sometimes all you can do is laugh. In 2003, rail-thin BBC comedy writer Debbie Barham died of an anorexia-related heart attack at the age of 26. Many of her gags poked fun at sufferers of the disease: "While it might be traditional to have things on sticks at parties, I don't think that's actually meant to be the guests. And anything with fashionable asymmetric shoulders or short sleeves is a definite no-no. Would you like to get rid of those half-gnawed chicken drumsticks dear? Oh, I'm sorry -- they're your upper arms. Cheers." And it's not just for the ladies anymore -- manorexia claims its share of victims every year, with five to fourteen percent of American men deliberately vomiting after every meal. While male actors rarely face scrutiny unless they get fat, Hollywood actresses are regularly criticized for having dangerously unhealthy bodies which set unrealistic goals for young girls. What do Lindsay Lohan, Lara Flynn Boyle, Gwyneth Paltrow, Calista Flockhart, Mary-Kate Olsen, Tracey Gold, Paula Abdul, Justine Bateman, Whitney Houston and Ashlee Simpson all have in common? They're hideous, untalented hags who could each do with a bit of slimming. Say what you want about women suffering from body dysmorphic disorders -- they've more than demonstrated that anorexia can be ano- sexy-a! Unfortunately, it's the most common eating disorder and therefore the least interesting. Betty Bulimic Swiveling our camera 180 degrees across the crowded avenue, we're ready to zoom in on Betty Bulimic, sitting all by her lonesome near La Petite Boulangerie, a modest afternoon snackery where the world's sweetest daydreams are manufactured one almond croissant at a time. Betty loves to eat! Each and every meal comes with a frosty vanilla ice cream shake, a Thanksgiving turkey with all the trimmings, heaping piles of mashed potatoes slathered in fresh country chocolate and a sensible portion of pumpkin cookie-dough ice cream pie for dessert, stuffed with deep-dish meat lovers' pepperoni pizza, thai-wrapped in a triple-thick blueberry gingerbread pancake, garnished with powdered confectioner's sugar, crisscrossed with hearty links of apple-smoked Jimmy Dean sausage and served with a paper cone stacked high with Canadian bacon drizzled in maple syrup. And hey, what's that in her purse? Why it's a big ol' folded-up cloth napkin dripping with beer-battered waffle cut potato wedges and a six pack of emergency corn dogs for later, during her alone time. Oh, Betty Bulimic! You're prepared for any contingency! Dunk me in gold glitter, deep-fry me like a donut and marry me you gorgeous dame.   Bulimia Nervosa is a psychological condition, a syndrome first characterized in the early 1980s by a fierce preoccupation with control over one's body weight. The word bulimia is derived from the Greek words bous (ox or bull) and limos (hunger). Nervosa, meanwhile, comes from the French term for psychological unrest, nerveux. Put 'em together and our girl Betty has, quite literally, the appetite of a big fat freaked-out cow. She also has an ongoing preoccupation with binging -- dreamlike, episodic trance states in which large amounts of food are consumed in very short periods of time. Usually the binging takes place in secret: in front of a TiVo'd episode of America's Next Top Model, under the quilted naptime comforter with several pints of Ben & Jerry's Marsha Marsha Marshmallow -- or right there in the parking lot immediately following several trips around the Wendy's drive thru. The foods she devours are almost without exception the "forbidden foods" which nutritionists have universally condemned as fattening. The binging continues without interruption, sometimes for hours, until the urge to eat has finally passed or the stomach walls are so completely full and stretched out that our poor Betty feels jabbing, physical pain throughout her entire abdomen. When bulimia occurs in a diabetic, they may choose to neglect their insulin treatment because too much sugar really adds up. Ironically, the boxes of Popcorn Chicken from KFC, the buttermilk biscuits from Popeye's, and all those mint Double-Stuf™ Oreo cookies are all devoured without enjoyment. Sometimes she can't even taste them at all -- like rape, it's not about sex, just power. Bulimic binge eating is accompanied by severe anxiety and inexorable guilt. As regular as clockwork, the binging "trance" is over as quickly as it begins. What follows are feelings of dread, self-hatred, and inevitable remorse. Because Betty's superfluous overeating has taken place so suddenly -- and on such a massive scale -- she must immediately select Undo from the Fat menu right now, employing the very same secret techniques used by fifteen-year-old high school students around the world. Forced vomiting (purging) is the stimulation of your throat's natural gag reflexes, and it's absolutely guaranteed to diminish the fattening effects of any and all ingested foodstuffs. Common household utensils like wooden spoons, toothbrushes, vibrators and rubbery cutlery handles are all equally viable, but really anything large and mouth-sized can be used to trigger the appropriate sensations. Tie back your ponytail. Brace yourself against the toilet with one arm. Have a towel nearby, and maybe a glass of water. Not too much water, butterball! Insert the tool of your choice into your mouth. Instinctively, your throat will seize up, constricting or clamping shut to prevent the acceptance of a foreign object. It's imperative that you start slowly, easing the object over and behind your tongue, then up against the rear of your soft palette to stimulate the back of your throat. Damn you Betty, unclench! Get in the zone! The oblong insertion does not end there, however -- you must try and try again to coerce that spatula or croquet mallet down your esophagus, as close to your stomach as possible. Refer to the Blacks on Blondes pornography franchise for a more visual approximation. If you find yourself coughing, choking, spitting, making "gag" noises like a cat or drooling excessively, congratulations: you're doing it correctly! What you vomit out first will likely be long, stringy strands of saliva. If your eyes are watering, chances are you're also gagging up mucus as well. Indeed, it's absolutely normal for first-timers to observe fluids draining from their noses into the toilet. The metallic, sickly tastes in your mouth are stomach acids, and their presence indicates that you're moving in the right direction. Practice will eventually make perfect if you remember Betty Bulimic's number one rule: nobody likes a quitter. Even a single chopstick left over from Sunday morning's Chinese take-out can be the functional equivalent of Harry Potter's magic wand. Expecto Patronum! BLORGLTHFPLTH. Betty, you've never looked more beautiful. With enough dress rehearsals, skilled purgers can "do their business" with impeccable discretion in the school bathroom, at the health club, or around the office. Learning how to vomit quietly in public without any tools at all is widely considered the Holy Grail of Bulimia Nervosa. Tightly-balled fists (preferably your own) with three or four digits extended can be jammed down your throat with surprisingly streamlined results. The vomiting will indeed give you a mild head rush similar to that of a morning cigarette, and produce a tranquilizing effect which serves only to strengthen your resolve. Within a matter of weeks, the simple ritual of kneeling down and looking at the toilet will be all the Pavlovian stimulus you'll ever need, easily enabling you to throw up in just a few seconds without lifting a finger. If you're serious about being popular, that is. Unfortunately, frequent vomiting yields any number of gastric disorders, not the least of which is a raw, torn-up throat, a raspy cigarette voice or permanent laryngitis. Your salivary glands will become red and sore, inflamed from regular exposure to bubbling stomach acids. It's a proven, unavoidable formula: the more you binge and purge, the more agonizing and painful the process becomes. Too much acid in your mouth combined with an overall lack of nutrition means your gums weaken to the point where your teeth fall out. The forced, violent muscle spasms which frequently accompany loud vomiting can rupture your esophagus, leading to severe internal hemorrhaging. When that happens, you drown gurgling not only in blood but all those undigested coconut eclairs. Jeepers, Betty -- there's got to be a better way. Of course there is! Vomiting only rids the body of part of that Three Musketeers bar -- not all of it. In fact, vomiting can make the body more efficient at absorbing and retaining calories, since you're essentially programming yourself to "do more with less". Your body worked hard to transport that $11.99 order of Gnocchi al Pesto into your small intestine, and it's not inclined to go backwards simply because you have an endless laundry list of personal problems. While vomiting may seem to be the most obvious dietary restraint, consider adding to your repertoire some level of laxative abuse. This technique, first and foremost, has a relatively misleading name. Whether or not you "abuse" laxatives is a personal, private matter between you and your God. Over-the-counter stool softeners like Ex-Lax, Correctol, or gentle Doxidan encourage slippery, splushier bowel movements which can relieve constipation by rapidly evacuating the lower intestine. Laxative abuse is particularly popular among gay men. In 2001, citizen David Hurst confessed to the Vancouver Courier that he survived more than a decade of laxatives: "I used Ex-Lax like a magic chocolate bar. It filled my craving for chocolate, but discarded everything else I'd eaten too." Ahem! Permission to not have anal sex with you? For weeks at at time, Hurst would survive on pills, coffee and cigarettes -- often considering the olive in a Martini a sensible dinner. After his partner contracted AIDS, Hurst experienced severe mononucleosis and landed in the hospital, where laxatives are considered a popular prank among feuding nurses! The Kentucky Lexington Herald-Leader reported that in December of 2005, Irvine Health and Rehabilitation Center nursing home attendants Lisa Kilburn and Kim Congleton were accused of feeding unnecessary laxatives to eight patients who didn't need them -- with the intended targets being rival nurses on the very next shift. D'oh! Looks like grandma's pants are mysteriously full again. Veronica Vegan Finally, our saddest personal account of living with an eating disorder comes to us from Veronica Vegan, whose deterioration first began when she was a teenager. Just like that fabled cobblestone road to Hell, her descent into madness was paved with good intentions. Veronica was a high school freshman looking to distinguish herself from the overgrown landscape of gangly, indistinguishable clods passing themselves off as her immediate peer group. She found herself at that tender, impressionable age where overexposure to lukewarm bumper sticker propaganda likening meat to murder is somehow capable of communicating a higher spiritual purpose. Put four AA batteries into your Sony Walkman and sing along: The flesh you so fancifully fry / The meat in your mouth / As you savor the flavor / Of murder. What could Morrisey of The Smiths possibly be singing about if not being kinder to animals? Certainly not anonymous blowjobs in the train stations near Piccadilly Circus or the looming AIDS crisis of working-class Manchester circa 1980. Fascinated by the sheer whimsy of choosing to eat some things but not others, fourteen-year-old Veronica asked her mom for a ride to the public library in order to seek out further enlightenment. What she found in the Young Adult section was nothing short of horrific. Poorly-bound volumes of black and white photographs published by PETA and dated no later than 1974 flew in the face of everything Veronica had ever known. Awkwardly printed pamphlets banged out on cheap typewriters (a font choice she incorrectly assumed to be fashioned after punk rock) all showcased disturbing visuals of what honestly, truly happens to cows, chickens, and pigs as they pass through the slaughterhouse. Oh, what filthy, inexcusable conditions! The flies and the feces! The blood and entrails! The snips and tails and snouts every which way! And human beings eat that slop? Good lord, we ought to be ashamed of ourselves. It's practically the twenty-second century after all! Who even knows which is worse: the risk factors to our health or the fat factors to our expanding waistlines! Hasn't anybody ever heard of disease? Why doesn't the news ever report stuff like this? It never really occurred to Veronica that -- like fine French cheeses or healthy American stem cells -- farm animals are born and bred in isolated captivity for one exclusive purpose, and their thoughts and feelings are of little consequence. The grainy images on cheap Xeroxed paper comfortably insinuated themselves into her eager, receptive adolescent brain right then and there. With a single tear sliding down her face, Veronica vowed never again to eat anything with eyeballs. As easily as she might come out and declare herself a lesbian, Veronica announced to her parents and friends that she was now -- and had always been, and would forever be -- a vegetarian. Orthorexia Nervosa is a fixation on righteous eating, first diagnosed by Colorado physician Dr. Steven Bratman in 1997. The term is derived from the Greek word "ortho" meaning straight and correct, and refers to a psychological syndrome where one's food choices grow progressively narrower over time under the auspices of health. When vegetarians learn there's an even more restrictive diet plan available -- the way of the vegan -- dairy products like milk or cheese, subclasses of poultry products such as eggs, and refined bread ingredients involving yeast or white flour are summarily stricken from their diets as well. Nothing is allowed inside the body of a devout vegan which might be psychologically interpreted as a toxin. Veronica's daily struggle to keep the "poisons" out and remain uncontaminated by the "wrong" food results in a total reliance upon what other vegans are doing to keep themselves alive, since they're the only ones who can ever be trusted. Like an oil painter who arbitrarily refuses to use yellow, a vegan diet is an attempt to gain control over at least one simple aspect of a person's otherwise ordinary life -- a "less is more" aesthetic taken to conceited extremes. Extremes like vegan dog food, completely free of meat or animal derivatives, composed of only organic vegetarian ingredients like soy, peas, carrots, and sunflower oil. Is there nothing a dog loves more than the wild, hearty grains of a rolled oatcake? And woe to the meat-eater who tries dating a vegan -- even for a single evening. Dr. Bratman's treatise on orthorexia cautions that an excessive vegan lifestyle is socially restricting -- eventually coming to rule a person's life to the point where all thoughts and activities revolve around what is and what isn't "allowed". Where people with anorexia and bulimia focus on quantities, people with orthorexia focus obsessively on the psychological qualities, the purities, of their food. The decision to become a vegan has perilous side effects, not the least of which is a near-constant struggle to prepare meals which fool the body into thinking it's getting what it really wants. Veronica forces herself to go through a great deal of labor and preparation just to make her food taste more like meat, with weird-ass spices from around the world sprinkled atop "exotic" (and mandatory) sauces, curries, fungus, Boca burgers, textured vegetable paste, Tofurkey, and other processed blends of soy and gluten. Livejournaled any vegetarian recipes lately? There's a lot of disgusting shit out there -- and if you thought fat people were ugly, take a goggle-eyed gander at vitamin-deficient vegans. The universal hallmarks of a long-term vegan diet absent in proteins are pallid gray skin, stringy straw-like hair, knobbled witchy finger knuckles, cracked lips, diminished muscle mass, protruding bones, yellowed teeth, a smug sense of self-satisfaction, and enough lanugo peach fuzz to carpet the moon. In January of 2006, a Miami jury convicted Lamoy and Joseph Andressohn of felony child neglect for enforcing a strict diet of raw fruits, vegetables and wheatgrass. Their baby weighed less than seven pounds when she died of malnourishment, too weak to lift her head or sit without help. In the last three days of her life, she could only roll back her eyes. The autopsy reported that at the time of death, the child had "a grassy odor" and a bloated, distended abdomen. Other children in the Andressohn family never saw a doctor, but received wheat grass enemas in lieu of traditional Western medicine, and testified they were taught that cooked foods were "evil." Shortly after the children were removed from their home by authorities, they discovered a new love for tacos. The mother and father, meanwhile, were ordered to abandon their extreme diet and keep their children on meals approved by a nutritionist. So whatever happened to Anna Rexia, Betty Bulimic and Veronica Vegan? They withered away and died, of course. They collapsed unceremoniously in the privacy of their one bedroom apartments, surrounded by Ex-Lax and cluttered spice racks. Each was eventually carted off in an unmarked county coroner's van to the city morgue. The women lay unclaimed for several weeks before being transported in secret to a rural rendering plant. Each was ground up by large machines, dissolved into slurry, freeze-dried, and scattered into the feed buckets of our nation's chickens, turkeys, cows and pigs. Now let's say grace.  Pornopolis   |   Rotten   |   Faces of Death   |   Famous Nudes http://www.neatorama.com/2006/05/08/top-15-amazingly-ginormous-fat-cats/ Top 15 Amazingly Fat Cats. (Photo from Ashefire.net’s Fat Pets gallery) Why do we love fat cats? Duh! Because they’re so cuddly, cute and fat, of course! Many fat cats have become Internet phenomenon - the web has seen several viral emails on this subject (including a famous fake one that purportedly show a monstrously large mutant cat found in an abandoned nuclear research facility, see below). The fattest cat on record is Himmy, a tabby belonging to Thomas Vyse of Redlynch, Queensland, Australia. Himmy weighed 46 lb., 15.25 oz, and died in 1986 at 10 years of age. Fearing people will simply overfeed their cats to top the record, a fully justifiable reason, Guiness Book of Records stopped accepting applications for this record. The average weights for adult male and female cats are 6.2 lb and 5.4 lb, respectively (with neutered cats ranging from 7 to 11 lb). So, why do these fat cats weigh so much? Sarah Hartwell explains it all here: Feline Medical Curiosities: Dwarf Cats, Giant Cats, Fat Cats. OK, so what are you waiting for? Check out Neatorama’s top 15 list of "fat-tastic" fat cats: 15. Snowball the Giant Nuclear Mutant Cat. Snowball gained Internet notoriety in 2001 when emails circulated around the world, saying that the 87-pound cat is a mutant cat found in abandoned nuclear research facility run by the Atomic Energy of Canada: Rodger Degagne, a former employee with AECL in Chalk River, may be embarking on a new career as Feline Breeder. Relaxing in his spacious home on the shores of the Ottawa River, Mr. Degagne recalls how 15 years ago he befriended two stray young cats on the old AECL research facility at Chalk River. The kittens had appeared in late summer and apparently had gotten under a security fence around the old labs abandoned since the late 50’s. With the help of his tuna sandwich, Mr. Degagne was able to coax the kitties close enough so that he could pick them up. A self-described animal lover, he did not want to place the kittens in the local Humane Society. In this largely rural area, cats of all stripes and ages largely go unwanted and are humanely disposed of after a few days. … "We knew that Snowball wasn’t your average cat when the neighbor’s German Shepherd ran yelping away from his first encounter with her. She just isn’t afraid of any animals. After we found a half eaten raccoon out by the garage, we decided that maybe Snowball should be kept fenced in. We soon discovered that while we can keep Snowball in the yard, we couldn’t keep raccoons from Snowball. At least it kept the food bills down!" Rodger laughed. "Like all female cats she is very territorial, but with us she is just a big ole kitten" he said. The story turned out to be a hoax, perpetrated by Cordell Hauglie, who just wanted to make his daughter laugh by super-sizing their cat Jumper with Photoshop! Since Snowball is a fake, he comes in at No. 15 of Neatorama’s Fat Cat List. Link | See also: Tourist Guy with a Cat: a Hoax Within a Hoax. 14. Mischief, Britain’s Slimmer Pet of the Year. Yes, fat cats are so fat that they’re not healthy. So, to acknowledge the importance of losing weight, coming at number 14 is Mischief, a cat from Stevenage, UK: "Mischief couldn’t fit through the cat flap or even wash himself," Sharon Harding said of her six-year-old cat. Mischief slimmed down to 14 lbs after losing about 11 lbs in 9 months. He won Britain’s Slimmer Pet of the Year award, and can now "move around a lot more than he used to". Link 13. Riley, a 24-Lb. Maine Coon. This fuzzy cat is a 2-year-old Maine Coon named Riley. According to his owner Martha, who is photographed holding him here, Riley weighed about 24 lbs (via Snopes). 12. Tiddles of Paddington Station. One of the most famous fat cats was Tiddles, a 32-lb. cat who lived in the ladies’ bathroom at Paddington Station, London. Tiddles was adopted in 1970 as a stray 6 week old kitten by lavatory attendant June Watson. He lived dined on chicken livers, lambs’ tongues, kidneys, rabbit or steak brought in by his admirers and had his own personal fridge. Tiddles continued to grow in girth and received fan-mail from around the world as well as appearing in news reports. His weight was due to overeating, but vets’ attempts to put him on a diet failed (largely thwarted by titbits from admirers). Tiddles easily became ‘London Fat Cat Champion’ in 1982 at 30 lb (13.6 kg). He was put to sleep in 1983 after vets found fluid round his lungs. Tiddles had essentially eaten himself to death - killed by kindness - and photos show a grotesquely overweight and sad-looking cat, immobilised by his own girth Link (turn off your speaker, the web page has an annoying wailing siren - apparently, it’s a feature.) 5/5/06 Update: Original Link (Thanks Sarah!) 11. Xu Jirong’s Chinese Fat Cat. Xu Jirong in Qingdao, China has a 9-year-old super fat cat pet that weighs in at 15 kg (33 lb.) and its waist measures around 77 cm (30 in). Xu’s cat likes meat, but doesn’t like to eat fish. The secret of its tubness? One steamed bread and half a bowl of chicken heart and some pork every day. Link 10. Leo, the World’s Longest Cat. Verismo Leonetti Reserve Red, or simply "Leo" is Frieda Ireland’s pet cat. According to Guiness World Record, Leo is the world’s longest cat - he weighed 35 lb and measured 48 inches tall from the tip of his nose to the end of his tail and Guinness compares Verismo Leonetti Reserve Red to the same size as an 8 year old child and his paw just fits into a size 2 child’s shoe. But if he were a human to Guinness’s scale, Leo would stretch over 8 feet tall and weigh 220 pounds. Freida says “We have to keep our eye on him when we’re cooking, because he can stand up and put his paws on the kitchen counter.” Link | Guiness World Record 9. Sassy aka "Munchkin". The web named it "Munchkin the Monster Cat", but his real name is Sassy. Sassy burst into Internet famedom via viral email. Although some thought he was a clever Photoshop fakery, it turned out that Sassy was real: Sassy was born in Virginia, and moved to Canada in 1991 with me. He was a kitten then and after we had him fixed he started getting fat. I never thought anything of it cause he slept so much. His visits to the Blair Animal Hospital did not find any problems with him and could not figure out why he was so fat. He was on diet food for about 8 years. In 1999 he was noted as being 15.9 kilos. in 2001 he was listed as 40 pounds and then lost 8 when he died. He did not eat an excess amount of food and did not eat table scraps. A bite or two of chicken or tuna was his favorite. I miss him very much and often find his picture posted on various web sites. (via Museum of Hoaxes) 8. The Dwallibee’s Kailee. The Dwallibees of Lino Lake, Minnesota, has a 5-year old cat "Kailee" who weighs 40 lbs or about the weight of a 4-year-old. The cat is named after former Minnesota Viking football player, Kailee Wong (who is, of course, a linebacker). And they say he’s in good health: he’s got low cholesterol (they test cat cholesterol?) and OK blood sugar. Thank goodness the obesity hasn’t manifested itself in kitty diabetes. He gets tested for that every six months. Link 7. A Bulgarian Fat Cat? A clip from (Bulgarian?) Guiness Rekord TV showed this surprisingly agile 40.8 lb cat. Sadly, I can’t find any more details on this fat cat. 6. Mikesch, a German Fat Cat. Hailing from Germany is Mikesch, a black-and-white house cat who weighed about 41 lbs. His owner, an elderly man who had to move to a nursing home, fed him more than 4 pounds of minced meat every day! Mikesch was taken away from his owner and was put on a strict diet by the Berlin animal shelter: "You can call it cruelty to animals," said shelter veterinarian Karin Bartell, as the cat stared straight ahead with a bored look. "It’s a problem for joints and the heart. The cat can’t clean itself because he is too fat. He walks three or four steps and is completely exhausted because the heart no longer works properly and the cat can’t breathe normally anymore." The latest story is that Mikesch missed his owner (or his minced meat) so much that he is now on a hunger strike! Sydney Morning Herald: Fat Cat Seized | MSNBC: Fat Cat Hunger Strike 5. Iggy, a Fat Cat from Missouri. Joyce Kirk of St. Joseph, Missouri, said that her cat Iggy weighed 46 lbs, has a 33-inch waistline, and is larger than most toddlers. As you may have guessed, Iggy’s favorite pastime is eating: "He goes through 30 pounds of food every week," Kirk said. "He’s a waddler. He’s not much for running, but he tries," Kirk said. Despite Iggy’s girth, Joyce insists he is otherwise healthy and likes a whole lot of loving. "The vet says he’s perfectly healthy in spite of his weight, and that he’s more active than a lot of skinny cats," Kirk said. Link 4. Katy, a Russian Fat Cat. Katy, a 5-year-old cat from the Russian town of Asbest in the Ural mountains, weighs about 50 lbs. Owner Tamara Yapugova said that the cat, who weighs slightly more than the average 6-year-old boy, actually doesn’t eat all that much: "She has a couple of fish in the morning and about 200 grams of meat in the evening. … We give her vitamins… and we don’t begrudge her milk mixed with sour cream. Dairy products are very good for her after all." Katy has completely lost interest in sex - her only interest is food: she can eat a whole hotdog in under a minute. (via BBC) 3. Gippsland Big Cat? In June 2005, deer hunter Kurt Engel shot and killed this large animal in the rugged terrain near the town of Sale, Victoria, Australia. Engel cut off its tail and dumped the body in a nearby river. People thought that he had captured the famed "Gippsland Big Cat", believed to be mascot pumas released by US soldiers during World War II. DNA testing, however, revealed that the creature was a very, very large feral cat (its body was estimated to be over 6 feet long - its tail alone measured 26 inches!). Link 2. Tubcat. Tubcat, photographed here with its owner, became an Internet sensation in 2002 with its website (THE WWW FAN WEB PAGE FOR TUBCAT THE FATTEST KITTY EVA :D !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), spawning just-as-famous fan created arts like Flying Tubcat. How much does Tubcat weigh? Who cares? Tubcat is tubtastic! (AP Photo/Donna McWilliam, found at Flickr) 1. Lee Raymond, Big Oil Fat Cat. And the fattest cat of them all is … Lee Raymond of ExxonMobile! Lee Raymond, the retiring CEO and Chairman of the world’s largest oil company got a retirement package worth $400 million, one of the most generous retirement packages ever. Exxon is giving Lee Raymond one of the most generous retirement packages in history, nearly $400 million, including pension, stock options and other perks, such as a $1 million consulting deal, two years of home security, personal security, a car and driver, and use of a corporate jet for professional purposes. (via ABC News) That just so happened to work out to be $141,000 a day, nearly $6,000 an hour or $100 a minute. In 2005, amidst rising gas prices at pumps across the world, Exxon made $36 billion, the biggest profit of any company in history. Meanwhile, Raymond, told Congress that gas prices were high because of global supply and demand, claiming that "We’re all in this together, everywhere in the world". Lee Raymond’s gargantuan retirement package truly qualifies Raymond as Neatorama’s Fattest Fat Cat Ever!