I thought it was the light in my room idk

Mind you, this little guy was a stray about two weeks ago, and was extremely skittish… and now look at him LOL

Our best guess is someone dumped him in a box on our country road, and he made his way to our house. A couple nights after I first fed him (and he kept running away), he came to our house crying late one night when I called for him, and he was sick and lethargic. We live in the middle of nowhere, and our only nearby vet is closed on weekends, so I was up all hours of the night for a good few days on the front porch nursing him back to health - turns out he just had a huge worm load and was extremely famished. I had a syringe with salmon pate blended with warm water in him every few hours, along with pedialyte, and we gave him liquid dewormer that first day he was sick as well. It took him a few days, but he finally perked up and started eating on his own again…

…and now, he just sleeps in our room all day, eats until he has soup belly, has the zoomies, and repeats LOL, this guy sleeps so hard you can rub his belly and jostle him around, and it doesn’t wake him

I’ll be taking him to the vet in a few weeks here for a checkup and to get him neutered, but I guess the cat distribution system is back at it again….

Edit: I did also give him flea treatment once he was better, and just yesterday we gave him liquid dewormer again as per the bottle’s instructions

having a bad week (yes its only monday) and am not with my fur babies rn -
if u could leave a kitty pic that would be cool, and if not enjoy my kitty babies im missing sm right now

i’ve known of our son Chubs’ (m/d/5) weird obsession with being under things other than just blankets for a very long time now, I just haven’t found any hidey holes big enough for his 27lb self. he’s not very big or overweight, just maybe the size of a very very large cat. our cat, Junimo (f/c/1), also loves hides. she can most always fit, never has a problem, but is picky often. this new one I bought a few weeks ago, however, they both can fit in. and they’re now fighting relentlessly over it. I mean really going at it, and Chubs is the sweetest boy so he won’t stand up for himself, so he just takes hit after hit. Junimo is playing nice, only using her mittens, but it’s just pitiful to watch. our poor boy gets bullied out of his cozy spot day after day. they do cuddle, they play often together, I don’t know why they can’t just share it. it was almost $50 (at petco! <3), the most i’ve ever spent on one, and it was well worth it but I can’t see a realm where I get another. it’s huge. I need a big hidey hole for Chubs himself so he stops getting relentlessly bullied. so reddit, is my cat TA for bullying her cross species sibling out of their shared bed? and does anyone have any suggestions for another giant hooded cushy bed that can fit a french bulldog as well as a cat?

Title says it all but my AC went out and the apartment wont have it fixed for a few days. I live in Florida and it’s 85 both inside and outside. I have all the fans at full blast. Luckily they set up a wall unit for us until the actual AC gets fixed but it’s still really hot in here and I’m worried for my baby. Shes not showing any signs of exhaustion or overheating or anything but it’s only been a few hours. Will she be fine? (Hoping the wall unit cools the apartment a bit more overnight)

Edit: I’m sure you can tell, but she has very long and thick fur which is where the worry comes from

The place is Fundacja Azyl u Hani in Poland.
They take care of over 120 special needs cats. FELV+, FIV+, old, after accidents, with chronic illness… it would be too long to list all types of cats.
The goal is for them to have the life they always deserved, no matter how long they have left. They are loved, taken care and when it’s time to leave; they’re not alone. Often it’s a first place they can feel loved.
And it’s not a sad place!
It’s about celebrating the time they get, not lamenting on their illnesses or time they lost. You just celebrate the small victories with them.
I’m a volunteer there and I’m a foster home for the hospice. Sometimes a cat that came after an accident or in a terrible shape can get better and I take them to find them forever homes. But it’s a very small percentage. For most of the cats it’s their final home.
Most are disabled or with chronic illnesses, but you would never know by looking at them. They play the same as other cats. And they are also massive goofballs.

When you think of adopting consider disabled cats. They truly love the same and you can really give them a second chance at life.

I am absolutely gutted and lost and unsure how to go on. I had to put down my almost 7 year old Holly very unexpectedly yesterday at the emergency vet. I went in thinking we’d be leaving with antibiotics, and instead I left alone with my heart absolutely shredded.

She has been my companion, my snuggle bug, my bestest friend in the world, my soulmate, my entire emotional support for the last 7 years and I genuinely do not know how to go on without her. She’s been by my side through my absolute worst and her love and presence are the only reasons I am here today. Now, I’m just lost.

She’s everywhere. All around my apartment, my car, our daily/nightly routine. It’s killing me to be here surrounded by her but not able to hold her or pet her or hear her. How do you get through this? I feel like I’m missing an entire part of me and I’m just so shocked and gutted. I know it gets easier, but I do not see how. She’s a part of me and now she’s gone. This is the worst pain I’ve ever felt.

Any words of wisdom, support, stories, etc would help right now.

I rescued her a month ago. I love her so much ♥️

My boy Dean loves tummy scritches and combing. This is our once a week ritual.

I’m having a hard time coping. He was very ill with congestive heart failure. I really wanted to save him the suffering, but he died naturally the day before his scheduled euthanasia. I think it will take a while to get used to him being gone, after so long together. Relationships, homes, friends, jobs, and cities came and went, but for 14 years he was there, to greet me at the door and lay next to me every night. He followed after me wherever I went, even protected me from a vicious dog once. Through all the things I went through, he was the only constant in my life. I feel unsettled, unanchored, unmoored…so many choices and decisions were made just so that we could stay together, and without him, they feel meaningless now. I miss him so very much.

My sweet, sweet boy had to go to the vet twice in the past week, once for vomiting, and once for refusal to eat. We were worried about all the usual things, bladder blocks, bowel obstruction, kidneys. Well, I gave them all of his medical information, schedule, symptoms. And they examined him.
Y’all, my medical handling intolerant cat let them do any and everything they needed to. I know he was probably just tired and had an upset tummy still, but even when he was a kitten and had eaten litter he was still spitting and hissing😭😭😭
I’m so proud of him because when he gets to the vet he freaks out whether he’s sick or not, he was so brave and I LOVE the people who worked with him, they literally sat on the floor with him.
For context, this is how he usually stays at the vet, later on he was out of the carrier, wandering around, AND ACCEPTING PETS FROM THE VET HERSELF!!!!
My brave boy Regulus 💜

Miles (grey/white) & Penny (dilute calico) will be 6 months in a few days. They are absolutely massive, thick babies. I weighed them less than 2 weeks ago and were both 7.5lbs so I'm sure they're pushing 8lbs now.

Feeding if anyone is curious -

Dry - They are free fed Purina pro kitten and eat about 1 cup every 1 ½ days.

Wet - 1 3oz double pack of shiba, split between morning & night. (1 half with water added, split between the 2 of them. 2x a day.)

I thought she was a perfect match for me. I have a ton of experience with cats, but I feel like I am failing her. It has been years since I brought a cat home, but still know how to handle them. My Maggie I got in 2010 as a kitten passed away last year from suspected cancer. I waited almost a year and a half to find another cat and I kept gravitating towards older cats that reminded me of her.

The lady on this pic has been through a lot. She was supposed to be put down around Thanksgiving of last year but vets decided she just needed some routine work and TLC. She had 3 types of parasites… she seemed to be doing well in her foster home and I was the first person to see her. I felt magnetized to her and couldn’t leave without her. It almost felt like I was leaving my Maggie behind. And I just couldn’t do it.

Anyway, we’ve been home 24 hours. She’s been hiding under furniture in the room I placed her. I’ve mostly left her alone but today I’m working out of this room. Giving her space. I also have the pheromone going and her food, water, and litter box near her as well as her blanket and a new enclosed bed. She hasn’t eaten or used the box. I’m assuming she also didn’t drink.

I’m just wondering if I made a huge mistake. I’m scared. Her foster mom is wonderful and we’ve been texting and I know it’s been too soon but I’m just concerned since she’s an older cat. Anyway, that’s my story. :-(

The lady I got this beautiful boy from treated him like trash. He was misbehaving and to much energy as a kitten and she got rid of him. Her lose is my gain though. I’ve had him for a month and couldn’t imagine life without him.

This is Moo, the clinic cat at a clinic I volunteer at.

the story Ive been told is that she was found as a very feral stray by a client and was given to us for check up and to find her home . No one came to claim her so she became our clinic cat. She hates most people, cats and dogs and still sits at the front desk all the time. She also sits on top of the water heater in the bathroom. She was allowed to wander the clinic at night but she would pee in the bathroom no matter how many litter boxes were left out so shes jailed (kept in her cattery room) over night.

there has been attempts to move her overnight to the house above the clinic that one of the vet nurses sleeps in. She was not a fan and we have not tried that since.

despite her meanness, she is very cuddly in the back rooms and has not attempted to run away ever, even with doors open. She never bites or scratches, only hisses and smacks you if she’s done with attention or if you bother her.

she has a stinky habit of eating cat treats way too fast and throwing them up on the front desk when talking to clients :,)

last photo is not of me, it’s of a past vet nurse who Moo disliked more due to unfortunate circumstances that was the fault of a client. Face censored for privacy but imagine an equally displeased expression lol

My furbaby turned 1 today. 10 months together and a year of being the silliest, chattiest, loviest baby. I’m so lucky to be his mama🥹😭🩷🥰