We'd always free fed Raven with no problems, so the first year we had Ron, we did the same. He was already chunky when he got him. I'm partial to big kitties, so I kind of allowed it at first. Well, he got REALLY fat. His fatness practically happened over night. He was so fat that his feet would kick his stomach and his stomach would sway while he ran. Anyways, one day, he had an especially rough day while we had company over. First, he was sitting in the window behind the couch and his fat bootie lost balance and he fell though the screen. (Which by the way my husband STILL hasn't replaced that screen. ) I had to go outside to get him. Lol. Anyways, I guess he lost his composure because right after that he tried to jump on top of the table and totally bit it. He misgauged the distance and hit his belly on the edge of the table. I know this is mean to laugh, but he laid on the ground on his back and made these funny moaning sounds. It was the first time that our friends had been over and they were not pet people at all. They probably thought that our cat was the biggest idiot. lmao.