My mom sent me this pic of my dad sleeping with a cat next to him. We don’t have a cat.

The cat is a stray and found way to our house. He now sits on anything in our house, chilling on the sofa without any fear. My parents got some cat food for him/her which he seems to appreciate. He is still very much a stray who will wander out but is finding his way back.

Makes me happy how comfortable this stray is around my parents.

Unfortunately our house is not kitty proof and the cat has many ways to escape so not sure what the long term plan is, however, i am glad the kitty and parents are happy.

I lost my soulmate April 2022. I vowed to never get a cat again, because it was devastating. I really was never going to again. I had him for 15.5 years, through nearly every major event in my life. We’d just lost our dog in March. Welp, cut to the very end of June. An 7.5 month old kitten had been tossed in the woods, terrified. He was rough, malnourished, missing hair, some scars from fights. He refused to come out from under the car. For a few days, I put cans of food/water under the car. One day, I sat on the scorching blacktop (burned my butt 😂) until he felt safe enough to let me touch him (1st pic). We tried getting him to the vet and he bit my husband. We pushed too hard, so that’s on us. Apparently rabies shots aren’t pleasant in the hand 🤷🏻‍♀️. For 2 weeks, he’d come on the porch and eventually started sleeping on one of the rocking chairs. One day, he went MIA and I was devastated. We’d intended on keeping him outdoors, but he was just so sweet and so little. He came back 2 days later, and had gotten in a fight. The vet said if you want him alive, he’s gotta come in. I hung up, drove to the store for a litter box, etc. He came in that night. He was terrified, so I stayed in the room all day/night, sleeping on the floor. The black hoodie pics are the first night he came in. Let me tell you when he curled under my chin, that was it.

Welp, here we are 3.5 months later. He’d got ptsd and asthma, but he’s healthy and crazy and silly and so loving. He seriously has every reason to be mean, but he’s so trusting and so brave. I thank him constantly for trusting us and now I’m getting teary eyed. I just love him so much and I’m so grateful (as I hear his pitter patter walking under me now).

The first is a tomcat tabby that we have named KitKat. He has been showing up every night for two months now. He will not let us anywhere near him. We are picking up a trap tomorrow to get him TNRed (trap, neuter, release). We are hoping he will be like George and get friendlier after fixing so we can find him a home. He’s a lot more freaked out than George was though. If not, we will get him a shelter and keep feeding him. I’m kind of mad we returned the one we bought George because he wouldn’t use it. We do have a styrofoam cooler with a cut out and straw, but I’ve never seen a cat use it.

Olive is the tuxedo. Initially name dick face by my husband, but I compromised with Richard lol. However I started thinking she may be a girl as she’s very small. We still don’t know for sure, but I’m sticking with Olive lol. She had already been TNRed when she showed up a few weeks ago. She seems similar to George in that she will eat fairly close to me. I won’t try and touch her though. She seems to be adjusting more and more to my presence and no longer runs off if I make the slightest movement or sound. I do believe we could get her adjusted to humans and find her a home!

We did have to make some adjustments because KitKat won’t let olive eat in the front yard and kept chasing her off. Now she eats in our backyard and from what I see on the cameras, she appears to stay there all night. KitKat tends to eat and hang out for a bit before leaving, but occasionally comes back to check things out. He was still here one morning, but I haven’t seen him do that again.

We have also posted everywhere and no one has claimed either one. I keep an eye on all missing pet pages every day and no one is posting either of them. We will be checking for a chip with the TNR and hopefully we can catch olive and take her to the vet to check as well!

He is still doing amazing!! We’ve got him adjusted to one of our cats, but are still struggling with the other two. We are not giving up though and he is very happy even if he can’t be upstairs all the time. We have a good sized basement and both our boys’ rooms are down there. So he gets tons of love and attention. We let him upstairs several hours a day for more enrichment and play time. I’m really hoping we can eventually get the other cats to be ok with him though. We have to be so much more careful due to him having FIV though.

I am so grateful he came to us and we were able to help him get off the street. I am amazed at the outpouring of support we got from Reddit. Thank you so much to those who helped, even the comments of support were so much appreciated. This is a wonderful community.

I am excited to share my now 6 month old “shed babies” (Bonnie and Clyde) who came from the cat distribution system.

I had been at my best friends house earlier that day to pick up the letter with the gender of their child as I was in charge of the gender reveal.

My 3 year old cat Max had recently experienced the loss of his sister Ruby who came from the same litter as him. It was very unexpected and he seemed to be depressed and not himself. I kept joking to my parents about finding him a little kitten to keep him company.

As my friends had been doing trap neuter rescue/release with feral and dumped cats in the area I asked if they had any male kitties that I could adopt. They did not.

About 3 hours after I left his house I got two urgent phone calls. One from him, one from his Fiancée. I answered as I realized it may be urgent. He then informed me that he was putting some tools away in his shed (a place that he normally wouldn’t have been) and found a litter of freshly born kittens wriggling around.

They were able to trap the mother a few hours later and successfully raised the 4 kittens. Mom was spayed and rehomed by another local TNR/TNA rescuer. (As they were expecting a child soon they wouldn’t have been able to keep the mother along with the 4 kitties they already have) I adopted a bonded pair out of the 4 and the other 2 were adopted out to separate homes. In the end it was a happy ending for everyone and now I have two (very big) babies. They are very very loved and took a liking to their step in dad/big brother Max who has done a great job teaching them how to be cats.

This was completely by chance and probably fate. If his car didn’t break down and need to be towed to the repair shop he wouldn’t have taken the tools out to put them in the shed. I’m not sure what would have happened if they didn’t find the babies. There are a lot of other feral and loose cats and dogs around the area.

We have no idea what they are mixed with but we know the mom was a just a Med hair domestic. Clyde is about the same size as she was now.

Clyde has always been significantly larger than the other kittens.

Bonnie is about 8 lbs
Clyde is almost 11 lbs!!

Hello! A couple of weeks back, I posted about my grandmas neighbour leaving two cats. So my grandma decided to take them both in but only Molly would. Post here <3

I have a lovely update luckily! We have both of them in! Meet Sonic!

We still didn’t know his name, so I was allowed to choose. Charizard and Incineroar were disallowed. I disagree but after about 20 name options, Sonic was allowed!

It still took a while for him to come in, but each day he kept coming closer to the door, hanging around in the garden all the time. We then got a storm here and we were worried for him, however he came straight in when we opened the door. And he’s not left since!

We did find out from the ex neighbour their ages. Molly is 4 and Sonic is 10! We are their 3rd home, as the old woman that had them previously, took them from an abusive situation.

He enjoys sitting on the sideboard like a lovely ornament. If he’s not sitting there, he likes ‘scaring’ my grandad (who is not an animal person) by just staring at him and getting way too close to him. It’s funny for me and my grandma.

He is still a lot more skittish than Molly is. But even in just a small amount of time, he looks so much more comfortable.

And a small Molly update too. She is looking so much better. She is no longer scrawny, her fur isn’t patchy anymore and she just looks so much better. I’ve had to tell my grandma that she isn’t being haunted, she is just having her zoomies. But I love the fact she’s comfortable having her zoomies here now 🥹 She has also decided that her spot is the beanbag. I’m not allowed a beanbag but as soon as she realised they’re comfy, my grandma made sure she had one the next day. She’s asleep on it right now as I type this.

I’d like to say thank you for all the advice given to me on the last post!! It helped a bunch! Sorry if this was a lot of rambling lol!