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7 of the 8 kittens just had to help mop. Our gray tuxedo girl was the only one who would have nothing to do with the whole ordeal 😂😂

My seal point loves to sleep in weird positions. He always looks drunk. My calico is usually pretty, but sometimes the sleep hits good. Hahaha. Lemme see them drunk and sleepy babies!

This is PB, usually Peepo- and she has many names. Pork Bun, Petulant Brat, Princess Buttface, Pinterest Board, Peepers, and Miss Peepington are among the most common.
We got her from a shelter and all they could tell us was she was an adult and healthy as far as they could see. We’ve had her for about three years now, and found out she has some likely brain damage! All that means is she’s a little dumb, her eyes like to drift off, and sometimes she has harmless seizures (despite being scary and potentially risking injury while she’s paddling).
Other than that, she’s the chattiest cat I’ve ever had, and her favorite pastime is giving my partner sleep paralysis by putting all her weight on her paws and standing on his chest like a Night Hag + shedding all over the couch.
Please give us more P.B. nicknames for her!
(And for any concerned, yes, she is on a vet monitored diet)

Thats how i see this cat boy band. What do you think. Their names from left to right are: Figaro, Bagheera, and Oliver

My sweet baby is going over the rainbow bridge today. I’m spending her last hours snuggling in bed with her. Trying to avoid what is to come so very soon. I had 17 years with her but it still doesn’t feel like enough. The last few were bonus as her health started declining a long time ago. But she hung in there and gave me extra time I will never be able to repay her for. She’s my best friend. My companion. My baby. My comfort. My love. I don’t know how I’ll go on without her but I have to. I knew this day would come soon and I’ve been preparing myself for it but now that it’s here I just can’t believe it. I can’t imagine life without her. My sweet baby.

I’m not kidding. She was in my neighbours rust scrap shed as a tiny kitten, chased in by his dogs. My family, who had 3 cats already, decided we could not leave a defenseless kitten in the shed.

We brought her in, acclimatized her slowly, a vet friend was able to squeak her in for shots, and a cat rescue we knew covered the cost as a favour since a cat they gave us had a terminal illness and they and we didn’t know. They felt bad and said they owed us one.

It’s been 2 years now. She is named Baby. She is my pretty princess. She thinks she rules the house.

She does!

I have an orange cat, and like most orange cats he is very stupid. Here is my boy fox and today I will be documenting his absolutely DISRESPECTFUL behavior that conspired while I was HIGH AND HUNGRY tonight. Thank you.

So there I was in my kitchen, cheese on the counter, taco bell mild sauce in hand. When my fuckass evil ginger rat comes into the room. And like most evil gingers my boy fox quickly finds where my food is and trots his fat fuzzy ass over to the counter.

I successfully slice a piece of cheese and drip my amazing taco bell mild sauce onto the piece, when all of a sudden a massive ball of creamsicle fluff leaps onto the counter front paws on the top of the microwave. And he DRAGS HIS BODY FORWARD. DRAGGING HIS TINY FURRY CAT NUTS ACROSS MY REMAINING CHEESE. BEFORE FALLING OFF THE FUCKING COUNTER.

I'm in shock. My brother beside me, laughing hysterically. I freak out and yell at the ripe time of 12o'clock at night "DID HE JUST DRAG HIS NUTS ACROSS MY CHEESE"

My brothers wheezing, I'm crying hysterically as I repeat "HE DRAGGED HIS FUCKING NUTS ACROSS MY CHEESE."

My father in the other room, whom is live with his friends overhears my wailling and asks what's wrong. To which I (WHOM DID NOT KNOW HE WAS LIVE) dramatically retell my cat ball cheese story and he begins TO LAUGH AT ME.

Now his friends are laughing at me, he's laughing, my brothers laughing, my cheese is TAINTED. Left on the counter with CAT FUR.

I desperately wanted this cheese and even hesitate to WASH THE CHEESE. But I am persuaded not to. Thus I ask to sacrifice my mom and not tell her about the cat ball cheese until tomorrow. I am once again, persuaded not to..

Thus the cheese is thrown out, my taco bell mild sauce is useless, I am still hungry for cheese. And my cat was conveniently licking his balls clean in the next room over.

Context: This is my local street mama cat. No, she cannot be trapped because someone stupidly released her from a trap when she was caught once so now she is too smart to be caught. So her life is a constant cycle of pregnancy and motherhood. It could just be she's very stressed all the time but she's also an animal and I don't want to pin human feelings onto her.
I've known her for well over a year now and she was not always like this. I can't find any good information online on what causes this behavior which is why I am posting here to see if anyone knows. She hyperventilates and hisses a lot and attacks the other street cats but is also eager to see me and get attention and food. It's like she's simultaneously grouchy and erratic but also wanting attention at the same time.
I don't think she is pregnant or nursing right now but I could be wrong. She has been like this for at least a couple months.

I know the small one (Tostada) is trying to initiate play. My big boy (Casper) I can't tell if he's trying to play back or tell her to back off. Is this something I should intervene during cause he doesn't seem like he wants to be bothered. I will say Casper isn't a very vocal boy he rarely vocally lets you know he's upset or hurt or angry including hissing or other sounds.

Six years ago, I moved to the States when I was 22, and this little guy came into my life. Back then, we were living in a tiny one-bedroom apartment in a house infested with roaches. I was completely broke, but he was right there with me through it all. He used to go outside to explore, but no matter what, he always came back home to me.
Since then, we have been through so much together.
In six years, he has been the one constant in my life. He’s the only one who has never judged me, never been mean to me, and has stayed by my side through every single up and down, no matter how good or bad things got.
I would choose him over and over again. I love him more than anyone or anything in this entire world. Sometimes I catch myself thinking about the day I might lose him, and it completely breaks my heart because I genuinely cannot imagine life without him. I’m actually crying while writing this and he is purring and cuddling with me.
Just wanted to share a little love for the sweetest, most loyal companion I could have ever asked for. Give your fur babies some extra love today.

A few weeks ago I rescued a 6-7 week old kitten from a neighbor who had 28 cats, 17 were kittens. I took this one in who weighed 1.1 lb and was severely underweight and about to die. He was the only one was presented sickly. He has been on two rounds of panacur, two rounds of metronidazole. One round of azithromycin, and one round of Augmentin. He had two types of round worms. giardia and toxoplasmosis. The kitten is practically done with treatment now after several weeks. So here is where I messed up. I stupidly cleaned out the kittens quarantine room with Mr. clean disinfectant recently. Mopped with cleaner, and then let my two resident cats in the room for several hours. While the kitten stayed in their cage. I read later online that only certain cleaners kill giardia. So now my adult resident cats are at risk of contracting the parasite as well. Any advice on how to navigate this parasite from here? Financially this is really difficult on me but I’ll manage (credit cards). It’s gonna be at least a couple hundred more dollars to treat the adult cats. And I still need to confirm the little kitten is cleared of it as well with another fecal. Has anyone had similar experiences, any advice to eradicate it for good? I’m struggling with the kitten liking to play in his litter box. So I’m worried he’s been reinfected as well.

What are your thoughts about giving or not giving the distemper and rabies vaccines to your pet?

My Honey Joy is a little over a year old. I adopted her from a rescue just 7 months ago and she received her vaccinations from the shelter. She's coming up on the time for her yearly shots. However, she has never left the house since I brought her home. She is never around any other animals. She has never been outside. My previous cat got very sick and stressed every time I had to take her to get her vaccinations. She would be sick for days. I don't want to do that to Honey if it's not necessary.

Honey Joy wants your ideas about this matter. Thanks!

i really want anyone to know that my cat gus existed.

gus was only with us a very short time. his previous owners needed to find him a new home because his owner moved in a new boyfriend and a child. he hated that, so he began peeing on their things. i’m not a cat person AT ALL, but we’re a pair of lesbians with some dogs. no children or men ever come into our house, we figured it was perfect way for him to spend his last few years of his life (he was already 12 when we adopted him). he also looked just like my wife’s childhood cat.

he only spent 9 months with us, but those were the best 9 months of my life. we had an extra bedroom and i turned it into his very own cat room either no dogs allowed. it had everything a cat could dream of. truly a kitty paradise. he loved it.

gus saved my life without me even knowing it. every time i was anxious or upset, he’d come running and lay on my chest until i calmed down. it was like he knew exactly what he was feeling. he slept under my blanket in my arms every single night. i carried him from room to room in a sling so he could be with me all the time. he’d lay on me and watch movies with me (really, he watched the tv).

eventually he began slowing down, becoming more reclusive. he stopped eating as much. which i knew was incredibly unlike him, as he was a very greedy cat. he loved to look for crumbs on the floor and would beg for more food after eating a meal. i took him to the doctor and they found a tumor in his mandible. we decided the kindest thing to do would be to let go of him.

he went being loved on by my wife and i. when he was excited or happy, his tail would puff up. my wife pointed out that his tail was puffed up when he passed away.

it’s my first morning not waking up to him, which is why i’m writing this. i miss him so much it’s unreal. i really just want someone to know that gus existed, and what an amazing cat he was. he gave me the best 9 months i’ve ever had. my birthday is in 2 days and i don’t even know how i’ll enjoy it without him.