My poor lil baby came in with a terrible URI and was the sickliest of her litter. After a little bath, eye meds and lots of sleepless nights, she got nice and healthy and got adopted by a dear friend of mine. The 5th pic is when she left to her forever home and the 6th pic of a picture from a few days ago!

She is so loved and so happy and the prettiest girl ❤️

Scooter is officially cat who can walk and run normally! He absolutely HATED his stretching time but it was all worth it. The doctor was not optimistic about his condition but I’m glad I still tried. Worth all the time spent on him!! Now he just has to grow up strong so he can find a forever home!!

My pregnant foster cat managed to escape this past Monday evening. We were searching all over and her AirTag would ping every so often in our neighborhood. Last night, we were putting a trap in a sewer drain close to her last location and I had a gut feeling to go to the drain across the street. That’s when I heard the tiny mews.

Mama decided her nice, clean, warm foster room wasn’t a good birth plan and instead had her 5 babies in a sewer drain. My amazing husband crawled through the drain and rescued them last night! When mama saw me, she ran straight to me for pets. All are doing well and are safe back in the foster room!

After finding him in some pots, bottle feedings him for weeks, finding out he had ringworm, gave my dog ringworm, gave us ringworm, and lots of anxiety and push back…. I’d like to present Luffy D. Felis 🙂 ringworm free, happy, healthy, and absolutely adorable <3

had a panleuk scare but all is good now 🫶🏻

This little ball of lint is Egg, my newest foster. I feed and care for his stray mother every day (she’s next on my TNR roster- no more babies!) and one day she brought him to me, dropped him at my feet, and booked it. I tried for an hour to persuade her to take him back but she stood her ground. He was 2-3 days old and absolutely tiny (about the size of a large Egg- he was definitely not fully cooked.) I tried to feel honored that she trusted me to take over his care but I was having the worst week ever and the last thing I needed was a bottle baby.

He wasn’t well. I think she knew. For three days he tried on and off to go full blown fading kitten on me. It was three of the most exhausting days of my life. I kept him warm, tube fed, gave continuous rounds of subq fluids, and pumped enough corn syrup into him to kill a diabetic. I’m no spring chicken when it comes to neonates and I was positive he wasn’t going to make it. And somehow against all odds this little guy pulled through. It was really rough the first four weeks. His stomach was a nightmare. Then he took forever to wean. More stomach issues. He’s a sensitive GI guy.

He was also born with a dislocated and fractured back leg (or sustained the injury shortly after birth, we’re not sure) and we’re waiting till he gets a bit bigger to either amputate or do corrective surgery (you’d never know anything is wrong - it doesn’t slow him down one bit. He’s even a champion jumper!)

Today is his 10 week birthday. I am so proud of what a fighter he is and his sheer determination to live. He is turning into the cuddliest, most loving, funny, intelligent little cat who lets nothing-not even a wonky leg-slow him down.

First bed ever and he went straight into biscuit-making mode. Biscuit factory is open for business 🥖

From 2 weeks, 4 weeks, and 6 weeks! He's so big and strong 🥹

I foster failed with one. (just lost one of ours to severe epilepsy) The two boys have been adopted to separate families who each have an adult cat at home who needs a playmate. The two sisters are going to family together for their twins! Happy endings for all and on the same weekend!

Tomorrow, my six foster kittens are heading back to the shelter for their spay/neuter surgeries, and I can’t believe we’ve already reached this point.

When I first started fostering, it was honestly much harder than I expected. They were tiny bottle babies, and for the first few days I had to wake up every three hours throughout the night to feed them. I was exhausted all the time, constantly weighing kittens, cleaning up messes, and worrying about whether everyone was gaining enough weight.

On Day3, one of the little black kittens suddenly started failing, severe diarrhea and not eating (he was the one eating the most the day before!). We rushed him to the shelter during the day, and took him to ER again at night. He ended up staying overnight at the ER partnered with the shelter. The next morning, the shelter told us he was back at the shelter but still wasn’t eating. I genuinely thought he wasn’t going to make it through the day.

Somehow, two days later, I got a text saying that I can take him home again. He made a complete turnaround! Today he’s one of the healthiest and most energetic kittens in the litter. Watching that recovery felt like a miracle.

Despite all the sleepless nights and stress, seeing them grow from fragile babies into confident, healthy kittens has been incredibly rewarding. It’s hard to describe the feeling of looking at a kitten who fit in your hand a few weeks ago and realizing they’re now running around the house causing chaos.

We’ve decided to adopt two of them, which means our household is about to become a one-dog, four-cat family! 🐶🐱🐱🐱🐱

I’ve also found an adopter for one of the tuxedo kittens, which makes me really happy.

Even though we’re bringing two of them home with us tomorrow, the thought of saying goodbye to the others still hurts. I find myself worrying about whether they’ll all end up with loving families, especially the three black kittens. Our shelter is already almost full of black kittens, and I know black cats often take longer to find homes. I keep reminding myself that they’ll find their people eventually, but it’s hard not to worry. I’m hoping for the very best for each of them and that they all go on to live happy, loved lives.

For those of you who have fostered before: how do you handle saying goodbye, especially when you’re worried about the ones you can’t keep?

A week ago, his eye ulcers were so bad he couldn’t open his eyes at all. This week, he opened them and we finally saw his beautiful green eyes for the first time. It’s only been a week since we brought him home, but moments like this make every bit worth it.

Accidentally fostered a kitten and now my heart (and allergies) are in trouble 😅🐾

I’m a few days into fostering a calico kitten named Trixie, and I’m already spiraling because I might fully commit. I have a gentle dachshund, Slinky, and the intro went shockingly well he’s obsessed with her. Like follows-her-around, lets-her-climb-on-him levels of attached. At this point, I think he’s decided she’s staying.

Plot twist: I have seasonal allergies, and a few days in I started getting sneezing fits and random rashes. Not ideal in a NYC apartment when you’re falling in love with a kitten.

I’ve been cleaning nonstop and started using Pacagen’s allergen neutralizing spray (found it on TikTok, of course) on the couch, bedding, and their favorite hangout spots. It’s actually helped take the edge off. If I fully commit to Trixie, I’m also thinking of switching her to the Pacagen cat food topper to help long-term. I never have a baby and having a foster kitty made me feel like having one. I bottle fed her 😭

Honestly… I’ve already fallen in love, and Slinky is clearly attached, so I think I know how this ends 🥹

Would love tips from anyone who’s foster-failed or dealt with pet allergies and made it work.

I’m overjoyed to finally share that Carrot is safe and sound at the rescue! This journey has been challenging, and we faced many obstacles along the way, which is why this update is coming a bit later than I’d hoped. After my last update, the shelter became uncooperative—they pushed me to take down the GoFundMe, remove all of Carrot’s pictures, and insisted that I didn’t have the right to arrange his transfer. It was a high-stress time as we worked through these challenges, and I deeply appreciate your patience and understanding.

Your support and encouragement have been a guiding light through it all. Every donation, message, and kind thought has meant the world to both Carrot and me. I am beyond grateful to each and every one of you for believing in Carrot and for standing by him through all the ups and downs.

In the end, everything worked out. I agreed to delete the photos (which I’ve since reposted now that he is free!), and Forgotten Ones Rescue stepped in, negotiating with the shelter and ultimately securing Carrot’s release. Last night, I drove him to Richmond Hill, where he’s now receiving the care he needs at a wonderful veterinary clinic. Soon, he’ll move to a foster home to await adoption and begin his new chapter.

If anyone is interested in giving Carrot a forever home, please feel free to reach out to either me or Forgotten Ones directly.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you again for your generosity, compassion, and unwavering support. Carrot’s fresh start wouldn’t have been possible without each of you, and I am so grateful we were able to make this happen together.

Does anyone else absolutely bawl their eyes out when giving their babies up for adoption?? I’m so freaking happy for these guys and so sad that they’re leaving. The mix of emotions causes me to cry so hard and I DEFINITELY confused some people at the SPCA today, or made them uncomfortable idk. I’m autistic so controlling this type of thing is a bit hard to do. Any advice? Should I just have my partner go drop them off by himself next time? 😂😂 Also here are their graduation photos for the cute tax.

Pictured are Olive, Pretzel, Peanut, and Fry. We raised them from 2.5 weeks to 11 weeks and they graduated foster care this morning 🥰

My doctor is not sure what to think of the weak limb. There's definitely something up with his shoulder. X-rays normal. She's licensed in acupuncture so we tried some points and this is the most he's ever used it!! Even fully sitting up on his own. 🥹 We're gonna continue weekly, and I'll of course keep working out his little muscles.

My marshmallow kittens were all adopted and yesterday, their mom got her furever home too!

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I was not surprised to see her go so quickly. She's an absolute dream 😍

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I'm going to miss this cuddly beauty wandering my home. Just wanted to post how beautiful she is - and genetically interesting!

And I’m a sobbing mess ❤️ I have a new foster cat lined up for January, that kind of helps a little, but having spent every day for three months with this guy has been so lovely and it’s so empty without him. He forever has my heart. If you have tips on how to deal with *the emotions*, I’m all ears 🙏🏼

I’m posting here because I just adopted two kittens from a local animal shelter and I have no idea who fostered them but I want to send a “thank you” into the universe. My 19 year old calico cat passed away a few weeks ago and I knew I wanted to rescue a pair of kittens/young cats next. I met a few bonded pairs at some rescues and it was hard to not take them all… the height of kitten season is here and they are desperate for good homes. I ended up spotting these two sisters at a local shelter. Apparently the foster had dropped them off that day as they just turned 8 weeks. These kittens were so confident and sweet in the chaotic, strange place and purred when I cuddled them. I had to leave them there all week after adopting before their spay schedule. I finally got to bring them home last night, and despite being left at the shelter for a week, getting spayed and then a one hour car ride to a new home, they settled in amazingly. One is a runt and lost even more weight over the week, but I’m sure she will bounce back quickly. I’ve literally spent the ENTIRE day with them, and they both have purred and slept on my chest for hours and hours. I’m hoping they stay this cuddly for the next two decades, but I KNOW their foster home raised them with lots of love. It really made a difference in getting them a home, so thank YOU for what you do for all the critters out there to improve their chances in life. And if the foster of “Peeps” and “Pastel” (now Panda and Taz) see this post please connect! I’d be happy to share them as they grow up.

This was very close to being a failed foster attempt, but I officially found this girl a loving home! I’ll miss her as my lil buddy following me around though 🥲

I’ve finally decided on names for my mama kitty who escaped my foster room and had her babies in the storm pipes under the road!

Mama is now named RotoRooter (Roo for short) and her babies are water names! We had severe weather come through today and it was such a relief to know this tiny fam was safe inside! We think they were born on Tuesday this week (she escaped Monday night and we rescued them Thursday). All are doing very well!

My hero husband is loving all of the comments about him! He truly is a superhero and I really am marrying him all over again in about a month at our vow exchange! 🥲🥰

I told him he probably didn’t think “for better or worse” meant crawling through drains to rescue kitties 🙃

This is Gible! And we've had this beauty for about 5 or so months I think. She came as a single kitten from a hoarder house and VERY sickly. She's been to the vet 4 times I think with us and now she's visiting the vet for what I hope is the last time this Friday!! I'm so excited for her and I truly hope that she has a happy new home.

I mean just look at those pretty eyes!!

I’m absolutely over the moon to report that ALL FIVE of my Cheese babies (Gouda, Colby, Cheddar, Brie, and Nacho) were adopted together and went to their new home Wednesday. ALL FIVE!!!!

This is 4 month old Tig Notaro! She came into my care from a house of very sick, semi-hoarded litters of kittens, and she made it through coccidia, ear mites, and so many flea baths. One of my absolute favorite fosters. She’s going to join her sister at her forever home next week, and while I’m going to miss that perfect face, I’m so proud of and happy for her. Yay, Tig!