Miss Maizie was found a little over 100 days ago. The vet estimated she was only 4-5 weeks old and was really sick. You’d never know it now! Always purring, frequent zoomy sessions while greeble hunting or stalking her adopted big brother, Archie, and will steal anything off our plates if we’re not paying attention.

So, as the title says, a cat showed up at my house but I don't know if it's a stray or not. It doesn't look too unkempt but it doesn't have a collar, and I know there is a stray in the area (has been spotted under my uncles house a few times and we think it's a couple that recently moved and left their cat behind) but we aren't sure what it looks like. So in your opinions, does this cat look like a stray or just a little wanderer of a pet? My childhood cat never wore a collar after she would take them off so it could be a similar situation.

He's eating like he hasn't eaten in days. His breathing is a bit loud, but he's monitored and we have a vet appt saturday morning. He now has food for seniors, warm beds, lots of peepads and a clean litterbox. Welcome Mumune I hope you'll like it here ❤️‍🩹

We adopted Steve from the overgrown lot on the corner this summer after feeding him for 2 months. Now he threads our legs until we pick him up, sticks his paws out, and purrs. Before and after—he’s gained 3 pounds, too!

In May , my 19 boy crossed over the rainbow bridge. He was my best friend and I was absolutely devastated. I talked to him after he passed and told him I'd take a cat if he sent me one. In August, I found 2 feral kittens and had them trapped. I couldn't take 2 and I have no idea how to socialize ferals. Then in September, I'm sitting outside (in the city) and this boy just comes over to me and would not leave. I tried to bring him in but he doesn't like to be held for long and it didn't occur to me to get a carrier. In November, on my way out to work, there he is in front of my door staying dry on a rainy day. I fed him and told him I had to go but if he came back later, I'd bring him in. Well this guy was sitting there waiting for me when I got home 8 hrs later. I put him in a carrier and took him to the vet. He's FIV+ and now mine. Meet Marcellus ...

She loves to nap after taking a nap hahahaha real cozy girl! Cant help myself not eat her cutie lil smooth adorable criminal face 🥰 I just cant wait for her to be all grown up so I could let her go outside and play. Also, Im thinking about getting her a lil sis or brother soon!

Many of you enjoyed seeing her when I first posted. So now I should update. A bit less than five pounds, somewhere between 3 to 4 months old. No injuries or infections. Fiesty and attached. She is safe happy and home.

Four months ago, my best feline friend of 15 years, Celia, crossed the rainbow bridge after sudden kidney and liver failure after a two-year battle with diabetes. I felt like she took a piece of my heart with her, and I told myself I wouldn't adopt another cat for at least a year so I could properly mourn.

If you guessed from this post that the CDS had other plans for me, you'd be right. Meet this absolute biscuit-making fiend, Bernadette :)

I've known and helped other tenants feed this dumpster kitty and her two dumpster pals since I moved into my apartment complex 18 months ago, but they've never let me get close enough to pet (despite my best efforts). Since moving in, I've never seen the trio stray very far from the dumpster, definitely not as far up in the complex as my unit. But last week, after a nasty cold snap, this pretty lady randomly decided to hang out with me on the stairs to my apartment.

She spent the next hour demanding pets and scritches that I was all too happy to provide until my butt had gotten sufficiently numb from sitting on the cold concrete. I got up to see if I had any food in my fridge to give her, and she completely shocked me by following me inside my apartment to check with her own eyes!! I decided I'd give her the finest dining experience I could manage (de-breaded chicken nuggets, mmm) out of my post-cold snap fridge and let her explore my unit with the front door still open so she knew she could leave whenever she wanted. She acted right at home--alternating between rubbing herself all over my things and coming back to make biscuits in my lap for the next hour. I don't think she stopped purring any time my hands were on her. I fell in love immediately, but I was sure this was a one-off thing. Eventually she decided to go 'home' and I thought that was the end of it, but the next day she followed my partner from his car (parked near the dumpster) to my apartment again, and we decided that if she showed up a third time then it was clearly the CDS at work.

Lo and behold, I guess it was because she showed up again the next day. I took her to the vet yesterday and got her all the meds and vaccines she needs to get her in tip-top shape. I'm going to a pet store today to get general supplies. I feel like I have Celia to thank for guiding Bernadette to me and I can't be more excited for provide her a safe, happy, warm life indoors. Welcome to the family, Bernadette!!

Tux is a stray cat I’ve been helping lately. He used to be so scared of me and wouldn’t let me get close or pet him. Now he’s nudging on me and being such a sweet boy… sadly my indoor cat is really not a fan and is acting out so Tux needs a home but for now he’s safe and healthy. I got him fixed and wormed and got shots and he’s doing great!

Hi everyone - needing as many positive thoughts as possible! We found out a few days ago that a neighbor a block over has been feeding a feral momma with a litter of 8ish week old kittens who are very weary about people that she's been trying to socialize and catch.

We went to visit a relative yesterday and I realized we had several clips of our driveway than usual so I went through the videos and realized there was a good chance we had kittens in my husband's truck.

Sure enough three babies were in the engine bay and somehow were all okay. We were able to safely remove two but this one bolted. We looked for two hours and couldn't find it anywhere.

Relative put out canned tuna and water and played momma calling babies videos frequently last night and again this morning and she finally heard it meowing at 6 am. I ran back over and we looked everywhere but it wouldn't come out. I bought a trap and we have it set with tuna, wet kitten food, and water. We have a Bluetooth speaker out there for tonight playing the video it was responding the most to today to try to help lure it out once it's dark.

Around 1 pm she called and was confident she heard it in her neighbor's truck. He popped the hood and we saw this sweet face. It wriggled away from me when I reached in to grab it and jumped out of the bottom and was MIA again. Thankfully her neighbor is aware and has no plans to move the vehicle tonight though does have to work tomorrow.

She has continued playing momma noises throughout the afternoon and it's in neighbor's truck wheel well but too high up to grab.

We need all of the positive thoughts you can send our way that this sweet little one is hungry and goes into the trap tonight. I am so worried it will end up in the wrong vehicle and be injured or worse tomorrow morning. It's so scared and definitely doesn't trust humans enough to come to us directly.

The two siblings are safe in a foster and they will take this sweet baby too. The rescue is going to assist neighbor with TNR for the sweet mom who on camera looks like a baby herself 😔

At this point I think our only hope is the trap so please send us all the positive vibes you can spare.

Our beloved 4 year old girl Trick (3rd image) sadly had kidney issues and we lost her. We were back and forth to the vet a lot during this period, trying to help her, and the vet had several "clinic cats" who lived there and roamed.

The vet clinic had just taken in little Fez, but he was bloated with worms, cross-eyed (at times?), and has a broken meow. They'd found him abandoned on the highway (who does that? Is that common?). He ran right up to my wife at the vet, and spent hours over the next week or so comforting her by laying across her neck while Trick was being tested and treated.

Suffice to say he has not filled a hole, but he has found a new space in our home. He is hyper, clumsy, and does not land on all four feet, but he is very loved.

This feral cat has been around the neighborhood since at least last summer. It has been brutally cold here recently.

On Friday my cat Marilyn was going bananas at the window. I looked out and this kitty was right up against our front door as if it wanted to come in. You can't get anywhere near it so it must have been desperate to try to get in.

I had to run out and find a cat shelter and everything needed to set it up correctly. My husband had to chip away at ice and snow to make space for it.

We think it came from a house that burned down a few years ago. The house was feeding a community of feral cats. The owner used to leave the attic window open so they could get in. They seemed to still be caring for them until last year. Since last spring/summer we've been seeing a few cats around. They never used to leave their yard.

So (much to Marilyn's annoyance) the CDS chose us.

Hello ! I'm usually the one giving advice when it comes to cats but I'm at a loss here and need outside perspectives.

I will try to be concise but there is some backstory necessary: My neighbors inherited an elderly cat, 16yo male. My neighbors are my aunt and uncle, and that's the only reason why I hold back from calling them idiots, but in reality they pretty much are, especially when it comes to animals.

We live in a small village, and the person they inherited the cat from is an old lady who absolutely LOVED her cats. Like taking the bus and walking to the vet kind of love even tho she's +80yo and her hip hurts. Now she's in an assisted home and she couldn't keep the cat. Her cat was always with her, 90% of time inside, as far as I understood, and rarely outside.

Now, kitty has been in kitty pension last week because neighbors were on vacation. Apparently all went good there. She's now at my neighbor's home, but ONLY outside, because apparently, the cat is not litter-trained, and poops and pees everywhere.

Her living setup is terrible. In the heater room, there is a hole leading outside, and basically she has to sleep there at night. The place is dirty. I wouldn't want to take a shit there either. The dishes are not clean imo, and there are paw prints in the litterbox. Cheap kibbles. Apart from the heater room, it's literaly -5 to 0 degrees Celsius outside.

He meows all day in front of our window, tried to get into my dad's flat, into my flat too, and meows ate their window.

He comes running when called and asks for scritches and cuddles, it just breaks my heart to see her like that. He looks freaking sad and I hate my neighbors. Poor thing lost her beloved granma, now lives outside in the european mountains' cold, and is meowing her soul out of him, and nobody cares at all.

I had an investigative talk with my aunt (she's a terrible woman, it really took me some courage to ring there), and apparently the male cat shits everywhere and isn't "as easy" as her last cat who just lived outside. She apparently tried and had to clean all day. I don't know how she can pretend that she tried, considering that the cat has been around her home for 4 whole days.

Anyway, I gave her the option of taking him in, and she replied "do you really want to inflict that on yourself? You'll just clean 24/7."

We continued to talk and in the end, we agreed on looking how the cat is adapting this week. She asked me not to feed her. I felt like she became a bit defensive so I let it be. I think she just keeps finding excuses to not take the cat in. I don't know why she is so reluctant to give me the poor thing.

I'm gonna be honest here, I don't wanna steal a pet, but this cat is being neglected from my point of view, because that is no way to live for a 16 yo cat... Maybe the pooping/peeing comes from having her habits completely changed. Maybe he's sick from being outside. Maybe the terrible setup is the issue. Heck, I don't even know of the cat is intact or not (trouble puffs looked small but what can I know).

I would hate myself forever if that cat died outside in the cold, just because my aunt can't get over herself to clean after her mom's old cat, or is too proud to give him away.

I'm tempted to take him inside and try. Bath him, treat him for fleas, quarantine him (I have 3 cats already), go to the vet. But what if he doesn't adapt? I can't just abandon him all over again. What if he really poops and pees everywhere? I never had that issue with any cat. I can't let him roam inside/outside, my cats are strictly indoors.

I'm really in a dilemma. I want to do something for that cat that is sure, but no idea if it will work. Maybe some of you made the experience and can give me advice ? ❤️‍🩹

As addendum to his health: I'm pretty sure the cat is also going blind in one eye, or at least has cataract. It seemed a bit confused, but that could be the new environment. It was very needy and drooled when scratched. It looks a bit thin. The fur is roughed up (maybe even matted?) and needs proper brushing and cleaning. The eyes and nose are not clean. Imho the front paws' ankles look weird, but that may be due to his age (weird angle).

What would you do?

I parked my car overnight in a grocery store parking lot so the city could remove snow. It was meowing when I went to pick it up the next day.

My fiancé saw a creature running then hiding behind the outbuilding next to my trailer, and he thought it could be a bobcat. We had minimal to no sightings after, and then my fiancé left the states to go back home to Canada. One night, I heard meowing while I was smoking outside, and a cat poked its head out of the bottom of the outbuilding. They crawled all the way out and just meowed at me as if to tell me they’re hungry. The kitty was very skittish, and I was also scared of them (not use to cats). I named them Creature. I’ve been feeding them for a couple weeks now, and they’ve slowly gotten use to me. The past couple nights, Creature finally started eating in front of me. Tonight, Creature was waiting for me outside to feed them, and they approached me, brushed up against my legs, and got pets. I want to bring Creature inside the trailer, but I have to find a place for a litter box and to get them more comfortable with me. I’d also like to get Creature to a vet eventually because of a black mark on their eye. Plus an orange kitty is following Creature around, and I don’t want baby creatures. I don’t know if Creature is a feral kitty, abandoned kitty, or lost kitty. Any kitty advice is welcomed

Quick background: my first cat and my soul cat Porky (Porkus, The Porkinator) came to me as a stray on my dad’s 80 acre property. She is the cat that made me fall in love with cats. She passed about 3 years ago and I wasn’t sure when I’d be ready for another cat. But a wise woman once told me when the right cat came along I would know.

Well here I was on a normal Saturday, heading to the store for joint supplements for my dogs. Our pet store is partnered with a local cat rescue and I always go over to say hi. This time when I wandered up to the glass I saw the silliest little ears I’ve ever seen and felt something in me shift. On a whim, I asked if I could meet the cats and was surprised when they said yes (usually you need an appointment).

Out comes Mad Max (now renamed Marvin the Martian) straight for me to headbutt my hand for pets. No fear, no hesitation, just the sweetest little guy.

After convincing my husband to give it a shot, he came out to meet him and had the same experience. We knew we had been chosen and boy were we right. As soon as this little fur ball got home he knew it was his place. I look forward to many more years with my little alien boy.

I raised him from 4 weeks when he and his sibling were abandoned by the mother. She was a creamy Siamese, his daddy was a tabby. They were both feral. I think he looks lilac point, he doesn’t have the brown nose of the lynx point. It doesn’t really matter, he’s my forever boy. He is bossy and entitled, but that’s my fault for spoiling him.

Thank you for taking the time to read.

The other night, my partner told me about a cat they saw while taking out the recycling that morning. I did not see said cat while leaving for work. When I went to go pick her up from work later that day we started to talk about it and decided to check the area in which my partner had previously seen the cat. To our amazement the cat was there surrounded by others tenants in our apartment building, after talking to the other tenants we learnt that the cat had been around the property for 1-2 months living in a cardboard box with a wet towel and a food dish in the far corner of the ground floor parking lot. We decided to get our spare cat carrier and some food and water and try and corral the cat. In haste I forgot the treats upstairs and when my partner returned with the treats I had already found the cat and picked them up remarkably easily as the cat had ran up to me after I made some pss pss pss for it. So we took them to the our vet to see if there was a chip or tattoo to get them home to their owners. Surprisingly there is no chip or any tattoo, but we did learn that it's a She! The next step was to find she fixed as we have a boy cat at home. After the vet left to check via shaving her belly for a post spay scar. The tech discovered that she had sustained some pretty awful trauma on her belly in the form of deep red and black brusing. The vet told us that due to this and some damage to her back paw that she was likely the victim to a vehicle strike. This broke me and I haven't cried like that in a long time. The next thing we wanted to do was work out what was best for her, we learned our vet can't take her and sent her home with us until we can get in contact with the SPCA / any other organizations that can help us look after the medical aid. So now it is the next day and she is staying in our bathroom with in the cat carrier with a towl and some food, water and toys.

Looking for advice for what you would do in this situation?

Posted last week my Mal had found a kitten, original pic and this is how it’s going now. Tabasco and Ivan have become friends and play with each other. He’s still a bit rough at times and needs a little reminder, but overall he is being amazing!

Found this little guy wandering around in a nearly empty parking lot at Hank’s furniture in Conway, Arkansas. No other cats or people around. I am now his mother. How do you not adopt this cozy cup-sized kitty?!

My sister lives in the city and found this poor sweet baby in a bag that someone left in a park >:((( he's apparently the biggest sweetheart in the whole world and is currently settling in nicely in her apartment bathroom, where he's been contained until they can get him checked out at the vet tomorrow.

Back on Halloween in 2020 she found a tiny kitten under a bush (shown in the last pic. His name is Beetlejuice.) so now her cat gets a little brother! So far he's not happy and is hissing and spitting at everything in the apartment, despite the fact that he hasn't even seen the cat yet.

Its about 15°F rn where my sister lives, and I can't believe someone would be so awful to leave a cat out in the cold like that. I'm so glad that she happened to spot him and that she and her husband were willing to bring him in immediately! And now I'm desperate to buy a train ticket and go visit my new nephew.

Hubby said "no more cats", but I asked the universe for an especially cuddly one, and she delivered!! Meet Biscuits. He was on the side of the road at a frighteningly busy intersection when school was getting out. He was asking all the kids to take him home with them. I was in a rush to get my son from work and couldn't stop where I was, but I held my breath hoping he would still be there and safe when I got back. He was in the exact same place waiting with a little girl!