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A big cat, any of them really. They look so cute and I’d have my guard down because of how much they remind me of little cats. And then boom it’d hit me, they might be running the same Cat Brain OS but they’re capable of taking me out in one swift swipe if they wanted to and if I accidentally irked them somehow (also not having any positive attachment to humans they might not hold back). But it’d be too late, and I’d die terrified but also beholding the cute, cute kitty.
I saw a tiger pacing back and forth and thought "yup, predator" and then it rolled on its back and exposed its fluffy belly and I was immediately disarmed.
Tickle that belly… might be the last thing you ever do, but on the upswing, giant cat belly tickling
Mom had mountain lions that were abandoned as kits that she raised in the house. I fought one. I no longer have an illusions concerning big cats.
Cougars. We have them where I live and they're adorable and beautiful, but I prefer not to meet any in person.
I've seen a couple taxidermied ones. They are big cats indeed.
Bobcats and lynxes in particular.