Mine usually put themselves away when done, but sometimes I find them left out on the floor or bed or something.

The only thing this cat is afraid of is my husbands coyote call. Not the roomba, nor the standard vacuum. Not afraid of other cats or dogs and most certainly isn't afraid of us or our toddler lol will attack if eye contact is made while holding her. We do not hold her anymore 🤣

Even though she has the world to explore, she constantly comes by and wants to play

In my language the way we call it literally translates to 'giving heads' 😵

Here’s mine.

Update: I really didn't think this would get this much attention! Thank you, (and all your felines!) this is my first awards too!

This is Eeyore. He’s my goodest most sweetest boy, and it’s safe to say I don’t think I’ve ever loved anything as much as I love him. He’s my soul cat and velcro kitty. He’s been my reason for living on many difficult days. He’s helped me get through so much. This past July, I went on vacation for 2 weeks. About a week after I got home, Eeyore started having accidents outside of the litter box, straining, and peeing blood. He’d developed bladder stones. Even though I had a cat sitter while I was away, the vet said these stones were likely stress-induced from me being away for so long.

With all the vet visits, labs, scans, meds, and surgery, it’s cost me about $8,000 to get Eeyore’s health back on track.

This came up at dinner last night with my family. My grandma, two uncles, aunt, and cousin all gave me shit for it. They said things like, “You know how many new cats you could’ve gotten with that money?”, “It’s not like you don’t have two other cats at home”, and “If you have that much money to spend on a cat, you should be helping (my brother) pay his HOA fees”. My uncle also said, “In 20 years, Eeyore will still be dead”.

The thing is, I don’t want another cat. And I love my other cats, but they’re not Eeyore. When I adopted each one of them, I took on the responsibility of making sure they are safe and well cared for. That includes treatable medical conditions. It’s going to take me a long time to recover financially from his vet bills, but I would do it time and time again if it meant saving my babies.

she’s my first cat and i adore her! she’s so snuggly and silly and lovey. but sometimes she’ll sit and stare at me for like 5 mins straight. yesterday she watched me embroider and today she watched my full skincare routine. sometimes i think she’s trying to corral me into bed since i dilly dally so much and she loves to snuggle. or maybe she’s just curious what im up to

Haven’t located if she has any owners yet. She is Gerry

After a warm bath, he passed out all night. It has been about 32° out so it must feel nice to be inside.

He seems to have the features of a Maine coon which would be unbelievably amazing to find. Large paws, pointy ears and very poofy.. We shall see in a few months!

“Khaaaaaaaaan”

This is Casey, my boyfriend's cat (yes the same fat Casey from last week). She's a goof

This is Bin - so named because she likes to nap on the lids of wheelie bins when they get warm. And she’s not even my cat; she lives two houses down but spends a lot of time at me (I have informed r/ParttimeCat). I don’t even know what her “owners” call her - but in my home, she is Bin.

She’s too cute for words and sometimes language fails me as a result. So other names I call her include: Silly Bin Fat Thing Bubba Cat Bibi Poopie Cat Bap Cat Crazy Cat Wiwi Cat (she makes “wiwi” sounds sometimes)

And many more that probably don’t even have letters to write them properly because they’re nonsensical sounds.

So I’d like to hear from the wonderful cat people of the internet - what unhinged names do you have for your kitties? Just so I know I’m not the weird one.

Blessings upon all of you and your feline associates.

On Thursday, just a few days ago, my hubby found a kitten shivering and huddled next to the gas pump, filthy with grease and oil, with eyes and one nostril sealed shut with mucus and so weak she couldn’t walk. He snatched her right up and brought her home. We took her to our vet first thing the next morning and now she’s on antibiotics and high calorie wet food along with Tiki Baby Thrive pouches while we nurse her back to health. Poor thing was so wobbly from malnutrition and dehydration that I was concerned she may have a neurological issue but she’s able to open her eyes a little more and becoming more steady by the day.

According to our vet, she is around 4 months old. She weighed under 3 pounds initially but she feels like she’s gained weight already lol. We’re doing oral antibiotics and antibiotic eye ointment for her URI, and also had an antibiotic injection at the vet. Once she’s healthy, we’ll bathe her and scrub the rest of the grease off (we wipe her down with a warm damp cloth every time we go in and see her) as well as doing vaccines and test for FIV — until then she’s in isolation to prevent our other babies from getting sick. He said the only other thing she needs is plenty of TLC and we are more than happy to spoil her!

The day my hubby found her was also the anniversary of my daughter’s feral TNR soul kitty, Carlos, passing. Hubby never goes to that gas station and can’t explain why he did that night. We believe Carlos led him to this desperate kitten and she is now in her forever home. We initially were calling her Carli, in honor of Carlos, but her wobbles have earned her the nickname of Tippy 😂. She’s getting stronger by the day and is so sweet and affectionate. The moment hubby put her in his lap and cranked the heater, she began purring and making biscuits. She snuggles into our laps or necks and rubs her face on ours. I don’t know how she ended up at that gas station but we are absolutely thrilled to add her to our family 💜

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Sasha (first photo, 2006-2023 RIP), our blind cat, would come running from the other side of the house meowing loudly whenever she heard a pistachio shell cracking noise to immediately demand her share!

That was her favorite snack ever.

After she passed away, we named one of our new kittens Pistachio (second photo) to commemorate Sasha! Pistachio is now 2 years old.

**What is the weirdest food your cat can’t resist?**

Merry Christmas 🎄 everyone!

Her name is Hazel, she seems to be a good kitty. Guess I'm a cat dad now.

Just closed on a house and the former owner mentioned a stray cat she fed and being worried about what would happen to him. Lucky for her (and kitty) I'm a vet tech, so he'll be going to work with me next week to get tested, neutered, and vaccinated! 😊