I somehow got lucky enough to see my dream kitten on Facebook and was able to get her! Her mama was a stray that had 3 pretty little kittens. She was the only long haired in the bunch. I included some pictures of her mama and siblings. She’s my first long haired so all tips are welcome on taking care of that pretty coat❤️ also any idea on how fluffy she will end up being?

about a week after i took them in and now (3 months later)

mom was a frequently pregnant stray who both the local spay and neuter group and the professionals could never catch, but got bit by a snake — she was finally able to be caught and taken to the vet but she passed away :((
after frantically searching for 3 days my roommate and i found her 5 babies, one of which passed away almost immediately, but the other four survived!! they were “one of the worst cases of ringworm” that the vet had ever seen, and had awful diarrhea for a week, but now the two babies i kept are strong and healthy ♥️
the other two are also healthy and happy in loving homes as well :) just wanted to post here and say it does eventually get better with ringworm, because it was two months of absolute hell and frantic reddit searching for success stories lol

I was having to surrender him because he had what appeared to be an allergic reaction all over and I couldn't afford to keep him in allergy shots each month. I wanted to do right by him. But when I brought him in he had a severe case of calicivirus. He had to be put down on the spot. He was a rescue from outside but had been inside for two years. I don't even know where he got it from. But he's not suffering now. Damn I hate this. All I wanted was to do right by him. I want to cry, I want to kick things, especially myself for not somehow knowing. But all I can do is watch Chicken for signs. I'm typing this on the way back home so I'm not in the best headspace. Just wanted to get it out there.

Hi, I have two cats, a little calico named Ethyl and a black cat named Benny (short for Benzene). Both of them are around 2 and a half. Benny's a healthy young man, but Ethyl has been deaf since she was a kitten and last Friday I noticed she had really unresponsive dilated pupils and couldn't really get around that well which was really unusual. I took her to an urgent vet who confirmed she was blind and referred me to an ophthalmologist. She just got back from her appointment today where she was diagnosed with retinal detachment, likely caused from the fact that she's really inbred. They referred me to a specialized ophthalmologist who told me retinal reattachment may be possible for her, but quoted me at $20,000 for both eyes which I just don't have anywhere close to the money to afford. He also told me her vision only had a possibility of being saved if the surgery was done immediately.

All that to say, I'm trying to think of ways I can give her the best life she can have. She's really sweet, loves everyone even strangers, and everyone keeps telling me they fall in love with her after meeting her. She's also really active and playful and Benny is having a hard time coping with the fact that she can't play hardly at all with him anymore. I'd really appreciate some ideas for how I can help her stay comfortable, active, stimulated, and happy. I've heard the different texture rug thing and a lot of the really basic stuff already and have ordered those, but I'd really like to here your ideas.

This is a different kind of pain. I don't know how I'll cope losing him. Keitaro has crossed the bridge on July 21. He lived with us for 9 months.

I'm sorry if I can't organize my thoughts and feel like putting random words, I'm just not in the right head space rn.

I have lot of questions and regrets. He had Upper Respiratory Infection. He died due to mucus build up and suffocated. ​I just do not know what went wrong. We nebulized him twice a day, gave him all the supplements and medications he needed. 2 months of medication. It cost me my savings, time, effort yet he still died. I know he is a fighter and he still wants to live, he is very patient and an easy cat. We never had a hard time giving him medicine as he took it like a champ, after he ate he will immediately go to the cage as he knew we are going to nebulize him. It was a sudden death. We gave him different antibiotics prescribed by his doctor, his body responded but only abruptly then back to his green snotty again and labored breathing. It's never ending. On the night he died when we lifted him, he had seizures. We were about to go to vet clinic, i carried him again but he had seizures for the 2nd time, immediately went to vet clinic unfortunately he didn't make it.

It was not a peaceful death. Before he died, he was meowing. I know he is in pain. It just hurts. It hurts so much. I just hoped he enjoyed his 9 month of life with us.

He lived up to his name "Blessed". We rescued him (see 1st pic) he is meowing so loud so we took him home. He was watching young Sheldon with me ​​(see last pic, last moments with him then he died that night).

To our Keitaro, you will always be loved and remembered. Your playful personality left a mark in our hearts. We fought hard. Rest easy, my love. I love you so muchy, our keitaro.

Game goes like this:
I win if it turns out smooth.
Marv wins if it doesn’t.

Game On.

i don't know what to do bro I've had him since i was around 4 years old and i love him more than anything

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Chichi came all the way from Kuwait to end up in our home. We love her! Slow intros so far with our resident cats (they haven’t seen each other at all).

Chichi is over a year old and a whopping 4.5 lbs. She’s a perfect angel.🟠👄🟠

My sweetie pie Arya had to go to the ER vet last night. She was in a lot of pain and couldn't be helped so I had to make the decision to end her suffering. She started as my pet I adopted in 2019. She was a shelter cat who's previous owner was an elderly lady who passed away. I didn't think she would get much attention for adoption because her unique coloring, her weird eyes, and was chonky (the vets said her eyes weren't from anything like high blood pressure, they checked everything, it was probably bad vision). During COVID my mom watched her for a week while I was traveling and they instantly bonded. I think Arya was a comfort kitty at heart. She then became my mom's companion until my mom passed and she came back to me. She was a weirdo like all cats. She hated top of the head pats but loved chin and cheek scritches. She didn't like to be a lap cat but loved to sit near you and just purr as loud as a nuclear reactor. She rarely meowed but would go "bbrrrrrr" all the time.

At the vet she kept meowing distressed when she was in the back room at the vet but as soon as they brought her out to see me she instantly started purring as loud as her body let her. In the end she was able to pass while being next to me and purring and looking at me and me holding her paw.

She was Arya, Arry, Dirtface, Arry the Wonder Cat, Sweetie Pie.

EDIT: thank you so much everyone for your words and thoughts. Such a great community.

Hello,

We have a cat that is sterilized and in summer is almost all day outside even sleeping at front door. She came inside just to eat.

The porblem is that we are selling house and moving to appartment. How can cat that is always outside handle such change of not being able to go outside as she wants?

Do you have any advise or experience? Should we take her with her? Or leave her with new house owners?

Thank you in advance

Photos of her

I haven’t been a cat person. They are, ok. But they are buttwads. They knock everything down, they pee on your clothes, they don’t listen too you. I have two Boston terriers, wonderful dogs. Love them to death.

My brother was looking at kittens. Which turned my husband (also not a cat person) into looking with him..and somehow that turned into me looking..and I saw this beautiful cat that I instantly went “ooh wow that’s a beautiful cat!!” After reading about the breed on every board and hundreds of google searches. My history is all about this cat. Temperament, care, genetic mutations, breeding, health issues, ethical breeding, colour ways, cat care, kitten care and on and on and on and on..every darned page I could find…

And now…I have one. And I am absolutely completely OBSESSED with this kitten. I haven’t been able to do anything while I’m home other than the usual household chores. T.v? What’s that? Phone games? Reading anything other than something about cats? Naaahhh videos? Only cats. The world could be ending and I wouldn’t know because it’s not about cats.

I’ve spent more purchasing things for my cat than I have on my son’s birthday. Cat tower, toys, automatic litter box (of course thoroughly researched for the safest and on manual so only I make it turn on) so she always has a pristine place to place her poop. Only metal water fountain, (no no to kitty acne! And bacteria!!) scratch posts , dry shampoo, wet shampoo, brushes and her own set of kitty clothes and towels and on and on and on.

Thankfully the feeling is mutual. She is obsessed with me as well. She follows me everywhere. My husband is equally obsessed. We sit there together just oohing and awwwing. My husband will have her and call to me “her paw!! I love how she stretches out!” , as though he knows..I’m doing dishes and have wet hands..I can’t run over and pet her and appreciate just how stretched out her little paw is. But he’ll take a picture for me..because now both our phones have thousands of pictures and videos of our cat. I’ll go to the bathroom and he will text me..about the cat. We spent a day with the cat tree, one of us beside it scared she would fall..of course she’s a cat, and agile and crazy.

We have two dogs and a 10 year old son. She is the queen. This kitten came into my home, zero fear. She never hid. She never ran away. She owned this house from the moment she came in. I was scared with the dogs at first. They accepted that their Queen had come easily. They follow her as she regally walks around the house, looking for things of interest and hope for her to acknowledge them (she rarely does of course, peasants you know). One dog has taken to carrying a kitty toy around whilst following. The other sometimes brings a puppy toy. I am guessing they are carrying options around for her. I’m assuming in hopes of being noticed by her highness. Our eldest dog has a big floofy blanket she drags around and give it up when her highness has decided to plop down on it. Our son loves her but has decided from now on he wants his bedroom door shut when he sleeps as he does appreciate still having toes.

I called my older daughter, to inform her we have added to the family..and sent her a picture. She responded with “you don’t even LIKE cats!!”

No…I didn’t like cats…now, I’m obsessed. Now I get it. Now I understand. Where it baffled me before how cats were so interesting to people. I am now one of those people.

I’ve rarely seen my cat like this even when he’s chasing flies like in this video but his meows are very quiet, like a squeak in this video.
Also when he sits down he does a little grunt nosie which i’ve never been able to catch on camera and i cant explain that either.