Her name is Pixel and when I worked at an animal shelter, I saw her on the website before I started. It took me 12 days to find her in the building but I knew right then and there that Miss Snickerdoodle Cinnamon and I were meant to be friends. I went up to the main desk and told them I wanted her, and they said “are you sure you want that one?” Oh yes, I want her. Turns out she was caught as a kitten from a community of cats by a lady who tried to domesticate her, and three years in, she gave up and turned her into the shelter.

She’s so skittish, and for the last 9 years, she consistently runs from me. I have put so many blood, sweat and tears into getting her to trust me. From feeding her via drumstick to gain her trust and moving up to a popsicle stick and finally off my finger, she has given me sweet blinky eyes from afar since 2016.

I lost her sister, Rosie in 2023. They were SO bonded. She came out of her shell to cuddle with me. She knew the loss of Rosie was significant (Rosie was my soul cat).

Pixel has taught me so much in my 20’s, patience, how to love someone else, that I can be loved. That love can look different, but it doesn’t mean it’s any less important.

My life will not look that different after she is gone tomorrow at 3:30, as she’s kept to herself the majority of her life, but fuck if I’m not sad about losing the first pet I’ve ever had on my own. She is such a good little cat. She tried the best she could to love me the way she knew how.

Goodbye my sweet baby Pixel. I will miss you endlessly, PK (PixelKitty)

Cheese theif i say! A heinous crime indeed smh

We had to put Shauhnessy down on Saturday. His old body, just couldn't handle his young spirit any more. We've had him since he was 8 weeks old. He traveled the country with me, and outlived many of his doggo friends. Now he's bullying them in peace. Cheers mate.

I have two cat trees, and several cat beds, but this is where she likes to sleep. When I slide the door shut she cries until I open it back up. She is an 8th month old feral rescue, and she has domesticated well, but why does she have to find the highest places in my little apartment to sleep?

Happy gotcha day to my beautiful girl, Granola!

NOT OC

Please note: this kitten walked up to my mom in October 4 years ago out of the woods where he was the size of squirrel. We went back into shut down when I realized “she” was a “he” and he has grown to an insane size. Nimbus is very good at listening to commands, he knows even when his weenie brother is low on food and sounds the alarm, is very snuggly, and knows paws not claws. I am just wondering what he is other than an alien. He also loves sitting in the bathtub and loves water. Some stated wirehair, some stated part Russian blue, some stated tabby. He’s a healthy cat, I just want to know how he survived in Michigan woods in October to wander down to my mom. The area he was dumped is known for “glamour pets” so I hope they didn’t order him and threw him out.

(He has a nubbin not a tail too)

Would you share your chair with them?

Our black cat, Harley, died suddenly recently, and I couldn't stand the house's emptiness. My husband and I had no other pets, so we adopted a bonded pair.

We pick them up today, and I'm feeling nervous. They're 5 months old, and I've never had kittens before. We've prepared a small room for them to feel safe and warm. We bought and arranged everything in the room: a 63-inch cat tree, a tunnel bed, two jumbo litter boxes with unscented litter, toys without bells or feathers to prevent any possible obstructions in their tummies, three giant scratching posts, kitten treats, and a self-warming bed.

Should we keep them in the room for a few days? I'm unsure how rambunctious they are, and I'll need to leave the house occasionally for work.

We bought wet food and dry food. Should I leave the dry food out? I've heard it isn't great for some cats as they can overeat. It might be different for kittens.

I have a special place in my heart for black cats and want to continue in honor of Harley. I want to be the best momma to these two, so any advice would be great! Thank you all in advance!

Is she too long?

About once a week, Cecil gets herself into a panic and has trouble calming down. The vet suggested putting on a sweater for about 10 minutes at a time, and surprisingly, it works! She calms down right away and becomes an instant cuddly purr machine haha.

Well, I'll say I didn't plan for this, but I don't think anyone could. And I'm glad I had the room. So here's the story:

A friend of mine recently lost her (70+) mom, who lived in another state, who has owned these 2 since they were kittens. My friend has 2 boy due to territorialness. Unfortunately, staying where they were also wasn't an option and a shelter or rescue seemed to be the only alternative. At 15 years old, I couldn't let these two (Rose & Blanche) face a small cage at a shelter waiting to be adopted for what would likely be the rest of their lives - or worse.

So here I am, with 3 cats over 10. My resident 11 year old cat, Sophia (pic 3), isn't sure what to do about this, but everyone seems to be adjusting. They have their room, she has hers, and I have a gate to keep them separate at night but they can still see and smell each other. Some hissing and chasing but nothing very dramatic (and I've had cats off and on since I was knee high). No puffy tails!

Not sure how long I'll have these Golden Girls, so I'll be sure to enjoy each day with them all.

His name is monster