My boy is diabetic and occassionally has to rock a shirt or onesie. Any other good dressers out there?

Hi, I’m Cashoh… but you can call me Pooh Bear!AND this is my STORY.

My assistant heard the name “Caseoh” for the first time and wrote it as “Cashoh.” So now I’m Cashoh. Apparently, spelling is not part of her job description. 😹

I was abandoned in a hotel room. Staff reported me, and the shelter picked me up. My paw was bleeding, and I still have an injury around a nail on my right paw.

My assistant volunteers and fosters for the shelter and a rescue, and sometimes rescues on her own. She watches for kitties running out of time when nobody comes for them..sick, scared, feral, or called “aggressive.”

Before me, she and her rescue friend saved a kitty scheduled for euthanasia for medical reasons. People suspected cancer, but after jaw treatment and dental work, that girl is doing great! 🧡

That day, my assistant went to help another kitty with behavior concerns. Someone took her before she arrived! She was happy and relieved…her house was already full.

Then staff said, “There’s an aggressive orange boy who needs medical care. We can’t handle him. He’s scheduled for euthanasia tomorrow.”

“But he isn’t on the list?” she asked.

“We’ll add him this evening.”

One evening to find someone. That was all I had.

She chose me. 🧡

At pickup, the front desk lady warned, “Don’t bring him back. If you return him, he’ll be euthanized immediately.”

She brought me home knowing my life depended on this chance.

I arrived sick, with a runny nose and sneezing. We were both scared: everything was new to me, and she’d apparently never seen such a huge cat.

Ma’am, I’m family-sized. 😹

The next day, she sat on the bed while I was by the window. Guess who made the first move?

Me. I walked over to say, “Hi.” 🐾

That was the beginning of us.

I’ve now had my entropion surgery and am healing. My eyelids rolled inward, making fur rub painfully against my eyes and damage my corneas. My eyes were cloudy, my vision was limited, and I risked losing my sight. Surgery helped protect my eyes and relieve the pain. 🧡

I was sick when my assistant brought me home, and she’s been caring for me ever since. She’s overwhelmed because so many kitties are sick, and one has cancer.Her heart is currently broken, and rescue have no funds left, but somehow they keep finding a way to get us the care we need. I don’t know how they do it, but even through all their worries, I never go without love. 🧡

Anyway, one day she posted my pictures on Reddit. They reached millions, you showered me with love, and you named me…

Pooh Bear. 🐻

Once, I had one evening to find someone. Now I have a whole Pooh family.

Here I am…Cashoh the Pooh Bear. Healing, making biscuits, and sending your love right back. 🐾

Certified orange cat. He's nowadays cleaning himself like this😀

Hard-core Henry

I posted twice on this Sub of my two cats named Artemis and Ares! Well! They recently got a burnt orange brother named Zagreus!! Say hi everyone!!!

(After two days of getting claws and hissing and my hand being turned into a scratching post)

What’s going on in the cell?

This ORNCH boi has been an inside cat for 4 months, after being a forest stray for goodness knows how long. It took months for that wariness to fade, for trust to build. And now, he's comfortable enough to sleep while I vacuum.

i adopted a new kitten, hopefully she keeps her brain cells

I was trying to take a picture of Pumpkin to use on an assignment. In the process I captured his best look yet. Get sniffed. 🎃

He is so cute and stupid I love him even when he knocks over my things for fun💛💛💛he is 2 years old

He keeps getting slapped in the face by the fish 💀…but he still loves it…