Noooooooo! Long ago, I was hiking through Griffith Park when the biggest fucking house cat I ever did see ran across the trail not ten feet in front of me, just as i was about to round the top of Mt. Hollywood. The park ranger said it was most likely this guy. It was hard to imagine that such an amazing beast of a cat could just be wandering around the park outside of my old apartment complex. Years later, one of the money bags that owns the houses around Griffith Park ended up finding P22 in his basement. He's LA "royalty" like Anegline or Dennis Woodruff, if anybody recalls that guy.