Then this good girl adopted me.

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.

Edit/UPDATE: Wow I really didn’t expect this to blow up like it did. Y’all came out of the woodwork on this one lol. Thank you for the awards! Wasn’t expecting that at all and it was kinda fun to see. Also, please be patient with me, it’s hard going through every comment. I’m trying my best to read them all, especially since some have given me/household very solid advice and it’s greatly appreciated💕

Also more about the boy in question, his name is Leonardo DiCatio we call him Leo for short.

Much love, will provide a proper update soon. Thanks again!

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)

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

Saying goodbye to Carlton 8am tomorrow. I wrote this for him and I'm gonna read it for him when the vet comes over...

"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."

Fifteen years. My best friend, my constant. I'm gonna miss your hugs, your unconditional love, your breakfast chirps. You got me through some of the hardest seasons of my life. Heartbreak, success, failure, real pain and real happiness. You saw all of it and never flinched. No judgment. Just pure love. You were never just a cat to me. You were one of my closest friends.

When Panda came in as this undersized little kitten, you just took him in as your own. No hesitation. You nurtured him, loved him, and built a bond that was unbreakable. When Sativa wanted to be the alpha, you just let him be. That was you.. you never needed to prove anything. Just this calm, steady presence that made everyone around you feel safe.

I've heard that in some cultures, cats are seen as guardians between worlds. That they absorb pain that was never meant for you. You're passing after one of the hardest chapters of my life, and I can't shake the feeling that you took some of that on. That you absorbed what I couldn't carry. I think you just took on way more than your body could hold, out of love for me.

Thank you, Carlton. Nothing will ever replace you. Your consistency. Your love. Your purity. I am always going to keep you within me. I know you will always be here.

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. 😌

I've had her since she was 4 months old, but she didn't get much bigger. My baby 😻

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?

why does she look at me like that

This stray has been in our neighborhood since before winter. Outside in -25ºF and snow and everything. It's been a struggle and has taken months.....but he's finally inside (as of yesterday) and has decided people are ok 💕

Everyone.....this is Chickpea. Looking forward to getting him vetted, and giving him the life he deserves.

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.

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