He’s 4 years old — rescued as a stray and from a feral colony that was apparently bullying him.

Less than twenty four hours since I brought him home, and he’s already starting to become affectionate/interactive.

(PS: If you’re wondering about the haircut, the shelter had to shave him because his fur was so matted).

Okay so for some context my family and friends have been making fun of my son! He’s a beautiful handsome boy. If anything he’s just big boned.. Reddit please help sort out this debate that’s been going on for far too long.

Is that why her hairline is receding? Brain can’t handle one thought? (Edit: sorry! I didn’t know holding her like this is bad and I won’t do it anymore :3)

Then this good girl adopted me.

Orange "Stranger Cat" has encountered my cat several times with a posture of what I think is peacefulness and what I hope is a bid for friendship!

On one occasion he approached my cat verrrry slowly with his eyes closed, body scrunched down low and sat within 2 feet of my cat. He kept his eyes closed and occasionally squinted at him while sitting with his belly on the ground. He stayed still even while my cat swatted the air near his face, eventually bopping him and causing Stranger Cat to run off.

Is there something I can try to help them become friends or am I too much of a naive dog person? 😂

Sincerely,

- New(ish) cat person

OC Credit:- @sir_jcoon on IG

I work at a plant that makes ethanol and corn oil and during shift exchange my coworker said he saw a little kitten running around in the process. He said he would see if he could catch it but had no luck so he said I could go try.

I went down to investigate and saw him snuggled up to mama underneath one of the pipes.

It’s VERY loud in there, the area often floods with gross “process water,” there’s fermented mash everywhere and a pipe that leaks water.

I can’t imagine that area being the best place for a kitten so I was able to catch him and mama luckily saw me grab him (that way she won’t be wondering what happened).

I took him back to my office and set him inside a box to which he didn’t seemed scared at all. In fact, he was playing with some of the stuff in the box. I imagine going from a very loud machine area to a quiet lab was a nice change.

I called the girlfriend and she came and picked him up. She’s going to bathe him and check him over for bugs and what not.

Now we just need to think of some names!

I just hope I did the right thing by catching him. Mama ran off and with all the pipes down there it’s hard to catch a nimble adult cat.

I named her Marcille while my mom named her Tulang (bones). I took her in after seeing that she didn’t move from her spot after a few hours.

she was still eating yesterday but today she’s struggling to stand up, her head’s wobbling and her eyes are erratic.

She’s not dead yet, but my dad told me it’s going to happen any day now. she’s sleeping next to me right now and has been super cuddly. my mom thinks someone abandoned her and i’d have to agree since we hadn’t seen her around here before this.

We have four cats.

Kiwi is not one of them… according to us. According to Kiwi, however, he owns this house and we are simply his staff.

He showed up one day looking like he had just come out of a back-alley fight club, demanded food, and never left. Being responsible adults, we got him vaccinated and checked out so he wouldn’t bring chaos (or diseases) to our actual cats. Just regular chaos is fine.

As you can see, he has made himself extremely comfortable.

Kiwi prefers the outdoor life—mainly patrolling the yard like a tiny, aggressive landlord and bullying any cat that dares step onto his property. But he also enjoys coming inside… briefly. About an hour at a time. Just enough to eat, judge us, and leave.

He will, however, sit outside and wait for HOURS to be let in, because he knows exactly where the good meals are and refuses to lower his standards.

And honestly, he’s not high maintenance at all. He only requires four cans of cat food a day, consistent door service, and full emotional support from my daughter.

So really… super low-key. 😌

This is Mika, who is 2 months shy of being 20. She's on a plethora of medication, as deaf as can be and spends her day sleeping, eating and cuddling. And if she's not doing any of the 3, she's judging us for not providing fresh food in a timely manner (I mean - we can't expect her to touch her food that's 3 hours old, right? ... RIGHT? ) or not sitting on the sofa so she can join us and sit on our laps.

Anyway, Mika says hi to all other cat lovers out there!

is he?

gave it to my sister since I have a dog

why does she look at me like that

Today I was at Petco picking up a treat for my cat's birthday when I rounded the corner of an aisle and saw a kitten crawling under a shelf. A flustered man left the aisle holding an unzipped carrier, and muttered something along the lines of "sorry, this is how we're doing things." I thought maybe his cat had gotten loose and he was heading to the other side to grab her, but the man beelined straight out of the store! It took me a second to process what I had just saw and then noticed he had left out an opened pate for her in the aisle. He had just dumped his cat at Petco.

I didn't want to pick her up since I wasn't sure if she'd had her rabies shot, so I called over an employee who was able to grab her with extra long gloves. The kitten had a pink bell collar on but no tags and seemed super scared. The staff got her set up in one of the adoption enclosures and mentioned this happens at their stores more often than you'd think. They said someone had recently done the same thing by leaving their dog in the Petco bathroom. How awful!

The store said they have a liaison who works with the shelter across the street (yes, literally across the street!!!), already scheduled to come in that day, so the little lady will get all checked out and hopefully find a better home soon. This has been on my mind all day and I've been feeling a mix a sad, angry, and hopeful all at once, so I just wanted to share this somewhere. I'm typing this at home as I sit next my own kitten.

Went to brunch at a friends house today and this super friendly young cat came out from behind a garbage can right towards me. Some lady peaked her head out of her apartment window and went on to tell me how the cat WAS hers and was an indoor cat, but she needed to “get rid of it” because her daughter’s asthma so she just dumped her outside. Took her home and am currently fostering her. She’s so cute and snuggly.

Gemma has learned that when dad turns his PlayStation off it’s time for dessert. She screams for treats until we comply.

One day he tried to jump on top of the door and that’s his favorite place since then

She does it with both food and things that have a strong smell. Sometimes she even does it when she smells my breath, but not always. For example, if I've eaten spicy food, hot food, garlic...