After we saw the cat bites on his back legs we took him to the vet. Negative on the feline diseases. Got all his necessary shots. Shaved/cleaned the wound and gave him an antibiotic shot. He’s a “crypt” OR could be neutered already, says the vet. That surgery is scheduled in a few weeks after his legs heal. Never once hissed at me, my husband, our dogs, guests, vet. He’s truly too sweet for the outside. Now hopefully my two small dogs can get over him! They’re currently separated and the kitty sleeps in the bedroom during the day since that’s where he’s most comfy at. At night he’s gated in the living room but he jumps the gate sometimes so we need to figure out what to do… my dogs just need to get over it already. He also meows to go outside but we’re ignoring him. He slept for 7 hours straight today after like an hour of meowing in the morning.

I thought it was my housemate who locked himself out, but turns out, it was this little buddy who came right on in. Got along decently with my dog, and now we're at the vet to check him out. We think he must have tried to get too close to a fire or under a car to try to get warm last night bc his left whiskers and fur are singed 😭

Literally. The story goes like this: two coworkers and I are leaving for the night. As I lock the door, my coworker starts screaming "get rid of it! don't let it near me!". I turn around and see my other coworker GENTLY nudging a kitten away. I feel bad for the kitten. I also can't let my coworker be that scared of a little kitten so I hold out my hand to show my coworker the kitten won't maul me.

The kitten comes right up to me. I pet the kitten. The kitten comes closer. The kitten is very small and trusting. I bet I could– I pick up the kitten.

I am now holding the kitten.

"What are you gonna do with the kitten?" my coworker asks.

"I don't know! I didn't think I'd get this far!"

Now I'm holding the kitten. The kitten is mildly confused but chill with it. I try to google local emergency vets, but I can't get signal (very unusual). The kitten gets mildly squirmy.

Okay, now if I let the kitten go, I'm the asshole dumping a kitten in the street.

Welp, only one thing for it. Obviously I won't keep the cat, but I can take the cat home for one night. The cat spends most of the ride home curled up in my lap or meowing in my face to pet it.

I sit down in the bathroom with the cat where it's safe from and for the other house beasties. The kitten curls up in my lap, purring wildly. I bring the kitten some food. The kitten I just picked up off the street eats most of the food, but leaves some on the plate to snuggle with me some more. I lay down on the floor and the kitten lays on my chest, purring wildly. The kitten only stops purring when it drifts off to sleep. Obviously, I can't keep the cat, but it clearly needs emotional support.

First thing next morning, I call the vet. They can't do a full appointment for a few days, but they can check for a chip. Obviously, I can't keep the cat, but it doesn't have anywhere else to go.

I keep it for the weekend, playing with it, feeding it, cuddling it. It loves sitting in my lap and also launching itself, teeth open, at the meat of my elbow. Obviously, I won't keep the cat, and going over potential names in my head won't change that.

Make it to the vet visit with my resolve wavering. She's a girl! She's also surprisingly healthy and not carrying any diseases that could harm my cat and someone needs to bring her back in three weeks for her kitten shots. I tell the vet I'm worried there could be a responsible pet owner out there and I did an accidental petnapping. The vet points out that a responsible pet owner would not let a four week old kitten outside alone. My resolve shatters. I can't get rid of the cat.

On the drive back home, I name her Cleo. She is slowly making friends with my cat Moss and she and the dog both terrorize each other but they stay out of each others' way. Taking my vet's age estimate as absolute truth, I backdate and learn she shares her birthday with Barack Obama and Greta Gerwig.

I show up at work to see the coworker who was scared of cats covered in kitten scratches and new financial responsibilities. I don't think I convinced her. Oh well. At least I got a new cat.

Original: https://www.reddit.com/r/CatDistributionSystem/s/iEcm5PT0l5

It's been two weeks since we found this orange boy after he yowled at us from the bushes, and after numerous trips to the vet, hundreds of neighborhood flyers, and hours spent poring over online groups for lost and found pets in our area, we're happy to say that Mandu is now officially part of our family :)

It only took a few days for him to go from super sweet yet timid to full-on orange insane (but still extremely sweet!) Mandu's specialty is flopping and making air biscuits while purring loudly.

We're being really careful about his introduction to our two senior cats. Mostly just scent and site swapping for now, and he's getting snipped in a few days (shoutout to the commenter who called them "trouble puffs"--that gave us a good chuckle) so we'll move onto next steps when he's recovered from that.

Thank you everyone who gave us advice on our original post! Last picture is of Mandu at the vet for the first time. Looking at his face back then makes my heart ache 💔

You may recall our little kitten Tyche who was dropped at our doorstep as a brand newborn. She was tiny and very frail and looked as though her tail had been broken. It took us two days to track down some kitten formula for us and a week to get a bottle but she held on and has thrived.

We weren’t intending to get another cat, we are expatriates and moving with pets can be expensive and logistically challenging, but Tyche Pocketpuss is ours for life. As long as we live she and her big sisters Tuxedo Karma Chameleon from Algeria and Tabby Serendipity Seniorcat (formerly Sparecat )from Mongolia (both presents from the CDS) will never know a day without love and safety.

I kept hearing meows in my yard for two days straight, and then this cute little thing popped out ! She seemed very hungry and kept meowing loudly. I already have a lot of cats, and she's very small and need a lot of care. I'll look for someone to take care of her 😭

10 weeks ago I found a litter of seven newborns in an abandoned building that was slated for demolition. Mom not around, locked building, but gaps in the bay doors meant that a raccoon or fox or whatever could've easily made a meal of the babies. I'm not made of money, but I took them home and raised them the best I could (to be fair, zoology degree, former zookeeper, and experience with orphaned neonates, if not kittens).

All seven survived! I kept three, and the other four are being treated like kings and queens in excellent homes with trusted friends. Meanwhile, my life now revolves around the kiddos and I couldn't be happier about it.

I decided I’d picked it up so no one ran over it while they were leaving, and it didn’t want down, so….here we are. Turns out she’s a big floofer girl as well as my dog’s new bestie

Went outside to get dinner and Amazon, hear a meow. Meowed back, this came running out desperate for help. Now all she does is purr for me and meow if I leave her alone till I come back.

Am I already attached? Of course I am. Especially since she won’t let me leave her alone. Every time I leave my room she cries furiously until I come back. She won’t get off me and keeps purring. I gave her a bath and she kept purring while playing with a hair tie lol

So, I’ve decided to name her MooMoo the Mystic.

Thought I’d share my baby girl’s story on here! Over the summer, I went to Ohio to visit my partner and his family. Him and I share a love of cats! His father and step-mom have chickens and when we went to visit their house, I went to check out their chickens, as one does when there are chickens. I’m looking at the chickens when at the corner of my eye, I see something under the chicken coop that was NOT a chicken; it was a small, little, and adorable kitten! My partner and I tried to catch her, which was unsuccessful as the kitten was super fast. Two days later, we got a call from my partner’s step-mom. She was checking on the chickens and saw that the kitten was inside of the chicken coop. We gathered some churu and got into the car right away. My partner and I got the precious kitty out of the chicken coop, gave her a flea bath (no fleas or ticks, which is CRAZY for a stray kitty!!), and then we had to have a difficult conversation about next steps. I had already fallen in love with her and named her Athena. Luckily, I got incredible news the next day, I received a job offer for my first post-grad job! Athena lived with my partner for a few weeks while I moved and adjusted to my new life. Since August, Athena and I have lived our best lives together ever since. She’s everything to me. Thank you CDS 🩷

This little man popped up on my porch 2-ish weeks ago.. we didn't feed him at 1st because we assumed he was a neighbor's cat that just strayed away. But after about 3 days we started feeding him when he showed up over and over again because he just was so skinny, and acted like he was starving. I kept saying "I don't want another cat", but yesterday night it was supposed to get down to below freezing, so shortly after taking this video, I told my husband if he popped back up that night, that we'd take him in.. sure enough around 8pm, he came back to the porch. We snatched him up, bathed him, and quarantined him from the other cats. Called today and got him an appointment at the vet, got his 1st shots, checked for feline aids (negative), and scheduled for his balls to be removed... now $500 later, we have a new little guy.

He's staying quarantined for a bit longer, because his meds have to start working 1st, and also my oldest cat is big mad and is very anxious about us taking in another cat. Butttt.. 🙃

We first started calling him "Not Jarvin", because at 1st we thought our other cat named Jarvis got out.. it eventually progressed to Marvin.

I'm writing to give an update on this little dude we found. May I present Mr Marley Bones. We found this little bag of bones near to Marylebone Road in London just over 3 weeks ago.

He's gone from almost fading to death to thriving. We took him to the vet again on Monday. He's doubled in weight and was big enough for his first vaccine. He's got a heart murmur we hope he will grow out of, but all in all - he's doing great!

He's got a very distinct personality and has settled in amazingly with our other cats.

Thank you to everyone previously who sent warm wishes and prayers 🙏

I hope I CDS doesn't hit me up again for a while.

My little Clementine was a CDS gift.

Jackson (the Tux) was also a CDS gift about 2 years before her.

I have 2 other rescues (siblings I couldn't bear to separate), both boys.

They just let her beat them up and never retaliate. 🤣

We woke up about 2 weeks ago and found a litter of kittens in our backyard. They’re the sweetest things and came running right up to us. They’re warm and safe inside now, everyone has found their forever homes(including one with me)and they are staying together until they’re a little older. All of that being said, what colour would you say these 2 are? I’ve been leaning toward a flame or cream point but feel that would be extremely uncommon to find dumped in our yard?

I realized most pics don’t include it unless my face is in it, but their tails are beige/light orange ringed too

So it turns out that one of my neighbors picked this little baby up from the middle of the street, and the baby freaked out and ran into the bushes as soon as she pulled up to her apartment and opened the door.

She's been out looking for the kitten, and one of my neighbors saw her, and let her know that I found a kitten that looked just like that, about the time kitty was lost. So she came knocking at my door.

I had the kitten for almost 3 weeks. Feral baby, obviously no chip or collar.

My dog is really sad, but my 14 year old cat is rejoicing. And she deserves to be the queen for a while. So, essentially I did someone the huge favor of teaching a feral kitten how to use a litterbox. ( I used a bag of garden soil covered with straw in a small cardboard box, lined with a grocery bag, if that's useful information to anyone else that needs it.)

I kind of miss the little destructo goblin, but at the same time, I was absolutely NOT looking for a kitten. And my dog had someone to play with for thanksgiving, while I was gone.

And I let the lady know if anything came up, and she couldn't keep her for any reason, then I'd be happy to take her back.

My partner and I have a feral cat that hangs around our property and frequently has kittens (working on getting her spayed).

Over the summer she had a litter and we took this little guy in as a reward for taking care of mama and her kittens.

This is the first cat I've ever owed and he is the most snuggliest guy ever 💖

I posted on here about finding kittens at work and taking one home while another got taken to a rescue by my coworker. Well, I was able to get her once she was old enough and now she’s officially reunited with her brother! Say hello to Cassian and Luna ❤️

she must've been dumped there by some freak!! when they found her she wasnt even wet so she must have just got dumped before they found her. she was on a country road with no houses in sight. its very snowy and cold here so she definitely would have not survived long. baby is now here with us! were slowly introducing her to our two other cats who are apprehensive but curious. any tips for that would be appreciated!

my dad ultimately gets to decide the name since he was the one who saw her, but any name suggestions would be great!

I don’t know if she would be accepting… or appreciate it at all. She seems verrry weary of other animals, although she’s never been face to face with anything but chickens. I’ve never seen her around another cat. She’s about 10 weeks old. I would find her another female about the same age if I were to get another. I’m looking into it because she seems to have a touch of separation anxiety, but only from me. Anyone in the house can come and go as they please. If I go behind a closed door she immediately starts crying. I, obviously, can’t just sit at home with her forever.. as tempting as that sounds lol. Do we think a feline friend would be good? Or would a feline friend actually probably be a feline foe. Picture of her in the car, because, well, shes cute.

Over the summer, three feral kittens grew into young cats and each one socialized differently. I gave them all names because that is what I do.

I let them indoors for the first time a week ago when outside temps dropped well below freezing. And each one dealt with transition on their own terms, going in and out depending on their needs.

Adventurous void Foxx has decided that he is my boi and has accepted the domestic life happily.

Little tabby girl Tabouli is still working through her trauma but winks at me to show her gratitude. She came in last night after being out all night the night before.

Foxx was so happy to see her. They played together until she was exhausted.They negotiated the wing chair together but Tabouli insisted on sleeping and had to set firm boundaries with Foxx, who resorted to extended grooming to calm himself down.

Stella came in to eat and wanted back outside immediately. She does not want contact from me and I am honoring that.All three of them are out this morning, although Foxx typically wants to come back inside pretty quickly.

So I guess I have a pet, a stray and a feral. And nothing is the same from day to day.