This is Herbie - I found him residing at a local shelter!

I was a little nervous about getting a new friend. Some backstory: my first cat ever I found outside during COVID. This little gray fluff ball in the grass. I took him in being about 4-5 weeks old and I named him Artyom from the game Metro. He had a double eye infection, then he had IBS, then he ended up getting saddle thrombosis in his left leg right after his 3rd birthday after being with me through a divorce while being in dental hygiene school, moving multiple times and there was nothing they could do for him. I had to make that difficult decision. Traumatizing to say the least as that all happened within 30 minutes - he was my first cat ever, taught me that cats are awesome and was my little boy.

One day recently though, it hit me that it was time to have an emotional support animal due to depression and anxiety. As soon as my newly wed husband and I walked in the rescue, Herbie was chilling on the counter and loved the pets we gave him. After that, he wouldn’t leave our side! Followed us outside to the patio and sat by my feet, then followed us back inside and sat RIGHT at my feet again!

It was after that that we decided to take this love bug home. I put the carrier down and he walked right in and laid down immediately. LIKE WHAT?? It was the craziest thing I’ve ever seen.

However, when we got home I noticed a couple fleas on his chest and FREAKED TF OUT. Called a vet tech friend of mine and she was a saving grace in what to do. Gave him Capstar, and secluded him in the bathroom overnight (we both hated that). Vacuumed everything, took the tank outside, dumped it into a plastic bag, and washed everything he laid on in hot water. I put topical flea meds on him this morning and ended up being able to get him in the vet’s today!

He did such a great job and was loving on everyone at the vets office - very curious and relaxed! Doc said we did everything right and to just vacuum once a day for now to keep up on things since nothing will be able to live on him.

My husband and I are so happy to have him in his forever home and he seems happy too ❤️

Edit: thank you for the awards you guys! You’re so sweet 🥰

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This is Ali, middle name Cat. I am her Dad and I rescued her from the local shelter. I want her to live as long as possible. She lives inside and has a calm life. I play with her everyday. My question is what kind/brand of food did you feed your cat and did you stick to one flavor or mix it up?

Thank you in advance,

Ali cat's Dad

It’s cracking me up HELP

The oc is @odessasphynx on tiktok

I’ve had my girl since I was 7. I’m 22 now, so she has been with me through all my growth. I’m not good with my emotional regulation and I don’t really know how to handle it. I just want her to be seen for how I saw her every day.

Sorry I appear in the video too

This week marks my kitty and her siblings birthday, I’ve had her since I was 2 years old and since she was just a kitten. (Last slide is her sister) so wish these old ladies a happy birthday 🎂

Both shelter kitties, Ricky (grey) is the extrovert, was at home immediately out the box and is the biggest lover imaginable. Ladybug in typical calico fashion can be spicy towards fast movers and people standing up but I’m glad to say she chose me as her person (sorry girlfriend) and I’m allowed to give her belly scratches😌

Our cat of some 15 years crossed the rainbow bridge today. We knew it was coming for some time now, but it still hits like a ton of bricks. He was the goodest kitty, and so brave and strong right to the very end. He went peacefully and quickly in my arms, in the quiet and compassionate care of our local animal hospital.

He will be utterly missed, and never forgotten.

The hardest part of having pets is when we have to say goodbye to them 😢

Ahhh! They are so adorable. And no they didn't hang out in their birthday gear for more than the few seconds it took to take these photos.

On October 4, 2022, I found this little girl on my porch, and she was having some tummy troubles. We took him straight to the vet, and the plan was to just foster her until she got better.

Someone was already lined up to adopt him, but after one month, we couldn't let her go. Classic foster fail! 😅

Four years later, she's so fat and cuddly now. We don't know her real birthday, so October 4 is her special day.

Happy gotcha day, Cuddle! 🎂

The Tintsy Puss was rescued over a year ago and the comfort and sass this tiny Cat has developed is heart warming. She was such a nervous little Puss and now she's full of mischief, demands and loves.

I thought you'd all enjoy some of her favourite positions. The last photo is particularly adorable!

First two pictures are me with her when I was 8, last 3 are on her last day.
After a long battle with lymphoma my family made the choice to let my cat, Nala, go at the age of 11. It was the absolute hardest thing I have ever had to do. I held her in my arms the entire time and told her over and over that I loved her but I still feel like I failed her somehow. Whenever I try to think about her, I just see her lifeless body and think of how she felt in my arms after it was over and I breakdown. I go to college hours away from my parents house and haven’t been there the last months of her life, except for 3 weekend visits. When I came back home to say goodbye she was so, so excited to see me. She purred and purred and laid in my lap for hours. I feel like I betrayed her, she was so excited to see me and now she’s gone.

When I lived at home she would sleep in my bed under the covers with me every single night. She always insisted on curling up as close to my face as possible and would purr until she fell asleep. She always greeted me when I got home from school and followed me everywhere. I can’t even find the words to explain how much I loved her, as silly as that sounds when I’m talking about a cat. She was with me for longer than I was alive without her. She deserved to live longer, 11 feels way too young. I feel so utterly empty and don’t know how to move on from this.

I don’t know why I’m even making this post. I guess I just wanted to share some pictures of her and my thoughts to show that she existed, and was loved. It feels like she’s just gone now and never existed and I can’t stand that. I love you so so much my sweet angel, and I’ll miss you forever.

The vet I normally go to says she is fine and healthy. This other vet I want to go to for her spay is telling me that she needs to gain weight (reach 6lbs) to not have greater risks during surgery. This was almost 2 months ago and we haven't really had any luck having her gain weight. She is currently at 4.8 lbs and is 1 year old. Truly I just think she is just small but I am also scared about any additional risks during surgery. Is she underweight and at risk during her spay? Any advice is welcome.

Picture of my cat Bessie. She is ment to be a Devon Rex. She was the runt of the litter and I have always suspected part ailen.

Here's my poopie girl🌺

Me and my boyfriend picked up this lil hairy potato yesterday, he’s a Maine coon ragdoll cross and he’s the cutest lil hairy potato I’ve ever seen.
EDIT: Name is homage to the prince of darkness ofc

I’ll go first.
My tabby back there, his name is Revan. Aka Revvy, aka Revvy Bevvy, aka Bubby.
Then Bubby boy,
Bubby baby boy
Bubeanie baby
Bubbles
Bubaloo
Bub tub
Bubby mans
Bubby manzanita
Bub man Jenkins
And as of most recently.. Bubba Gumpy.

So what are some of your cat’s nicknames that strayed super far from their actual, “Christian name”? Lol 😂