I had a Maine Coon cat, and he was as soft as a brush. Slept most of the time, lazy lump! lol.
I didn't have him from a kitten, (long story, but I'll keep it short)
About 5/6 Decembers back, this rather large teddy bear started to come into my house, as we're rural, I asked around the village, to see if anyone knew who he belonged too. No one did. I wondered if he'd been dumped in our area, so after a couple of weeks of getting to know the cat, and earn his trust, I managed to coax him into a cat basket, and took him to my Vet.
They checked him out, and discovered (via the chip) that his name was Matty (very apt, given the state of his coat) and that he came from Worcester.
I live just south of Telford in Shropshire, so Teddy (as he was then affectionately called) had been on rather a long walk.
After many phone calls to Vets in his original area, I managed to trace his owners. He'd been missing for over three years. They said, he'd been placed with them via the rspca, as he was more of a feral cat, than a tame house cat.
The former owners, had since moved and had now got dogs, so it was decided that he should stay with me.
He became part of our family, and we like to think that he felt safe with us, as; despite what his previous owners said, about him not being a cat who would sit on your lap and wasn't that bothered about being fussed, he'd curl up beside me, and purr his heart out. Loved a cuddle, and being brushed. He became a softie! lol
We had to let him go about two years ago, as old age started to overcome him. I still miss him and his gigantic paws, bless him.
Matty