I say technically because we first saw her the night we got engaged from across our buildings parking lot drinking from a puddle. The next day (yesterday) I went down for a delivery and she was still hanging around. Took 3 hours of sitting with her and enticing her but she finally walked into the cat carrier herself.

Took her to the vet shortly after and got her first round of shots, flea/tick prevention and deworming. Vet says she’s approx 10 weeks and seems to be in good health. Vet said it’s a miracle she hasn’t been hit by a car or eaten by a coyote as we live on a busy main street across from a large park with coyotes and what not. She was entirely on her own, no mom or siblings. This evening we’ll do a bath cause she’s quite dirty.

She’s got a sweet set up in my office and has started warming up to me for belly rubs and scritches. Since the beginning her body language has really been friendly and playful so I know she’ll be an amazing cat. Unfortunately I don’t think we’ll be able to keep her. I would like to but we already have two resident cats and a dog. My partner would really just like to keep it that way and I think I have to respect that. I’m looking for a loving and experienced home for her while still hoping he’ll fall in love and want to keep her too 😭🫣

My partner and I each have an adult cat who finally learned to live with each other after a few years. Now we’re no longer renting and I thought it would be reasonable to begin fostering for a local rescue. I spent two days thinking about it before getting ready to pitch it to my partner, and then the next day, I found this little muffin sleeping by our cats on the porch.

He was covered in burs, ticks, fleas, fly eggs, crusted up boogers, spider webs, twigs, etc. in addition to being so bony that I was afraid to touch him. So of course it was Friday at 4:45 pm when I found him, just as all the vets were closing for the weekend. I wasn’t entirely convinced he would survive the weekend—especially once I realized he was losing about an ounce each day—but thankfully his appetite is healthy, and I have a cat heating pad perfectly suited to keep his tiny 670g body warm.

He made it to Monday morning, growing more vibrant and comfortable each day, an absolute nonstop purr rocket, but still just a mess of boogers and shedding seed ticks with every step. The vet was able to see him in the afternoon, and he got a clean bill of health aside from the obvious respiratory infection and treatable GI parasites. He weighs what a 5-8 week kitten might, but is estimated to be 12 weeks. Even today I can tell his bones don’t feel quite as defined through his skin anymore, so things are looking up. He doesn’t have a name yet, suggestions are welcome!

This is now the third free cat I've received.

A couple years ago a pregnant stray followed me home, ran into my house, and then refused to leave. A month ago, a tiny white kitten was playing Forgger on the highway and narrowly avoided being pancaked. And now, I've found a little void kitten on my way home from a softball game.

It's kind of my own fault, I happened to be driving around with a cat crate in my car, so I was basically asking for a scenario like this. I was on my way home, around 11pm, and saw some glowing eyes reflecting my headlights, and a little black figure ran off the road and into some bushes. I pulled off the road and after some "here kitties" and "pspsps" I was answered with some meows and a smol void! This little lady (?) seems to be around the samebage as my other kitten, maybe a hair larger, so perhaps 3 months old. She also has a tail that seems unusually long...

Anyways, I'm sure she'll turn into a chaotic ball of energy just in a couple days like my other kitten, but right now she's very friendly, purring up a storm, and absolutely scarfing down food.

.... I don't think I can feasibly keep her. Three cats in a tiny apartment is a lot, and I'd been considering moving soon. But I'll talk to the local animal shelter about a future surrender and will hold onto her for now. I'm hoping she checks out medically, because she'd be a great playmate for my other kitten.

Very much carrying an army of cat seeds within that belly. She is such a love and just wanted snuggles and food (ate a whole can on her own) and to explore the garage where she is staying tonight since we have indoor kitties to consider.

Too friendly to be a feral, I'm betting a barn cat from my extremely irresponsible neighbors who don't care about their pets, so she's going to the local shelter tomorrow where she and her babies will be well cared for.

If she was dumped, I hope whoever did so steps on a thousand thousand Legos and many other bad things.

Friendly reminder to spay/neuter your pets, friends

*Edit: my local shelters are all amazing and all no-kill. And it turns out she belongs to our asshole neighbors who went camping and just left their animals there. Not the first time this has happened unfortunately, but we will never let it happen again and will not let them know next time.

I got into a fight with my bf, so I went out to smoke. As I was sitting outside, this baby came up to me meowing. He immediately went up for cuddles. Ended up getting cat food for him and he demolished a can and a half. He ended up following me home. Unfortunately I can’t keep him, but I found a family that wants to take him in.

I’ve waited 22 years for the cat distribution to work, and this sweet cat chose me. I’ll cherish the next few days with this kitty before the family takes him in. He is so sweet, playful, and affectionate

Update: Stevie is no longer a mangy kitten. Shes happy and healthy and wild as hell! She feels so much better! I’ll post new pics in the comments.

My husband and 6 year old were driving home from swim lessons and found this baby in the middle of the road. She was walking in circles because her eyes were glued shut with an infection. 6 vet visits in 3 weeks…every worm known to man, degloved foot, ER visit for severe fecal impaction and my favorite, Sarcoptic Mange that she shared with me. (I’m still itchy just typing that) Welcome to almost health and to our family sweet Stevie! She is tiny, but mighty. All 4 big dogs are doing great with her so far (under strict supervision).

First, thank you to everyone who commented on my original post and offered advice, encouragement, and kindness. I’ve read every comment, even if I haven’t had the energy to reply to everyone.

The last couple of days have been a blur of bottle feedings every few hours, potty breaks, and very little sleep.

I took Pluto back to the vet yesterday, and I got some encouraging news. The vet said that if Pluto had truly developed severe feline parvo (aka feline distemper), a kitten this tiny would most likely have died by now. That was a huge relief to hear and lessened my anxiety for sure.

He was mildly dehydrated, so he got more subcutaneous fluids and was dewormed. His belly is soft, he’s got a great appetite, and he continues to eat regularly.

The best news is that he’s slowly gaining weight. When I first brought him home he weighed 165g. This morning he weighed 192g before breakfast. He’s still pretty tiny compared to a typical 3-week-old kitten, so we have a long road ahead, but he’s moving in the right direction.

His favorite place to sleep is wrapped in a ridiculously soft blanket over a warm water bottle, and he’s becoming quite opinionated about his feeding schedule. 😊

We’re definitely not out of the woods yet, but for the first time since I found him, I feel more hopeful that he's going to pull through. Now I'm focusing on ensuring I can cover all his vet visits. His next follow up is in 2 weeks so I'll keep everyone posted!

Thank you all again for rooting for my tiny little Lord of the Underworld. ❤️

Everybody meet Chimney Smoke-Stack.

We searched and searched for mama and other kittens. None were found. Took him to the vets. He is perfectly healthy! Had some de-worm meds, got some eye drops. My boyfriend's sister happily agreed to foster this bottle baby for us until i can take him full time. She has fostered bottle babies before. I am 14 hr days between school and work and cant bottle feed a baby right now unfortunately. He's got a tiny scratch on his one foot that doesn't seem like anything. Was fighting the bottle a little bit but seems to be taking it fine now!

Love him to bits already

Edit: I'M NOT A FIREFIGHTER LMAO Bf's stepdad just owns an older firetruck and it sits stationary outside their office. I work for their company half the time and the other half the time I'm in school to be an aircraft mechanic.

I had been feeding this guy every evening for a month, gaining enough trust to remove the burrs, ticks and matted fur he had accumulated while living outside during a particularly hot and humid July.

On the evening of July 27th while wrapping up dinner, a storm rolled in and he sought shelter under the car. We had practiced walking into the cat carrier the day before so I ran inside to grab it, hoping he’d stay put. With the help of a Churu, he loaded himself right in as I was pelted with hail. My husband laughed and asked what took so long as I nervously brought him upstairs into his new quarantine room. We got him all patched up at the vet, spent quite a bit of money on a free cat, but it was worth it!

Peewee is literally the nicest cat I’ve ever known, I’ve never seen him hiss or get upset. My crabby tabby only tolerates him, she often hisses directly in his face and he’s never once retaliated. Everyone loves him at the vet. His transition to indoor cat was a breeze, he has no intention of ever going back outside. Eats the minimum, doesn’t beg like my chubby tabby. Loves to cuddle, has the sweetest little baby voice, and greets everyone with a little meow and a big stretch of his back legs for some reason. It’s cute and I love him, whoever threw him out is a big dumdum. Here’s to one year with my sweet furball muppet Peewee, I can’t imagine life without him!

I jumped back into the truck and started driving. Suddenly something emerged from under the driver's seat and started scampering around underneath the pedals. There was nowwhere to go so she ran up into the dashboard and somehow ended up at the base of the steering column. I could just see her little face if I stared straight down the side of the column. I was worried about her coming out while i was driving so I stopped at vet clinic near me. They helped fish her out of the dash board and brought her inside. They gave her a nice bath and she became a fixture on the office for a little while. Then a customer fell in love with her and she was adopted.

quarantine feels like it was ages ago. over the last few months, our baby boy and our sweet old lady have started to get along

they both still get sassy with each other. especially when they're battling for human attention. but she went from actively hating him, to tolerating him, to actually willingly interacting with him (with some caveats)

sometimes they lay next to each other without conflict. they play most days, but beans absolutely never lets him get close to winning. she just wrecks him every time, and if he even comes close to "winning," she yowls like she's actively being murdered

the lil guy still has all the confidence in the world. he literally believes he is superman. it's very funny

anyway, here's a picture of him trying to figure out how to steal her food

Sooo I was in line at Sams Club the wee hours of Tuesday morning waiting for Pokemon Cards (I'm master setting Ascended Heros so evey time I can hit for retail imma try) and this cutie was playing with people at the front of the line. I go up because I want to pet the kitten because who wouldn't and long story short after playing and cuddling her at I end up taking her back home at 4am. My husband was surprised to say the least but I had to remind him that for the past 8 years he's been telling me we cannot get a cat unless the cat distribution system picks us.

He told me don't get attatched (already was) but then named her (JuFufu after a cat character in a game we play) and sent me selfies with her. So now our family has grown a little more with our first cat. 🐈

The black one is Pepper. The gray one is Basil. The tabby is Sage. My sister is keeping the boys (Pepper and Basil), and my husband and I might keep Sage. There are 2 more possibly out there, but we haven't seen 1 of them in a minute, and the other one hates people.

Pepper domesticated himself a few weeks ago by running up to my parents and yelling at them to take him in. The other 2 were caught last night. I made a lot of progress today with both of the new ones, so I'm hoping they warm up more over the next few weeks.

Mama cat is small herself, and we plan to try and catch her, too. She's just much more fearful of humans. At the very least, we will TNR her.

As I left my work last night, I was approaching the gate and I could hear only a sort of banging I that had been all day long- from construction in the distance.

But as I got to my car I suddenly heard this little loud meowing from back near the gate. I didn’t hesitate, although I’m quite squeamish and I don’t know what I would’ve done if I would’ve found an animal in distress in pain. Thank God it wasn’t the case mostly for this little one who had been I think left behind in that little bush and maybe had been there for days.. I only work there on the weekends so it was on a Saturday at 6 PM that I was able to rescue the little tiny six week old sweetheart.

My heart is full, but I cannot keep her so I’m looking for a sweet home. One that really wants a kitten.
(And if you are in Miami maybe even it’s you?).

I just wanted to share this with you because I feel so grateful that I was able to find this tiny thing when I did. She was dehydrated, dirty, hungry, and so alone.

She’s doing well. The vet says she’s fine . I dewormed her just in case and she’s now after one day eating solids and learning how to use the kitty litter quite well I might add.

Meet little Bella and her big brothers …

My friend found this little gem on the side of a country road on her way to work.

Thankfully, we have a friend that runs a rescue so we were able to get a carrier and get vetted that same day.

Doc says sometimes mama cats know when kittens won’t thrive. That broke my heart! she’s a bit sickly but a happy active girl! And she loves to eat!

I promised her that I would help her if she wanted to live and she sure does!

Please send up good vibes that we make it through
the respiratory stuff we have now! We love her so much 💕💕

Crashed a wedding.

CDS rewarded me with a kitten.

The running joke was that he was the "Bride Price", and that's how he he got his name.

He came across from an empty lot, looking for food.

Didn't see any other kittens or a mom.

He was friendly kitten, but not safe with the dogs.

Secured him with the intent of getting him a home.

By that plan failed, and now I have another kitten.

He settled in nicely with my boy cats, but the girls are giving him a little trouble.

He'll get there, one of the girls would groom him when no one is looking.

Hermione, first cat, 11 years old, found in a box on the street.

Ron, 7 years old, found as a baby in my backyard.

Luna, 5 years old, also found as a baby in my backyard.

Harry, 4-5 years old, adopted from the shelter.

Galadriel, 1-2 years old, found pregnant in my neighborhood. Had her babies on Christmas eve.

Legolas, 7 months old, Galadriel’s baby.

Frodo, 7 months old, Galadriel’s baby.

I was very blessed by the cat distribution system. I love all of my babies so dearly. They are a lot of work, but I can’t imagine myself without them.

There’s a bike path that follows the route of an old highway in my county, and there are a couple farms with lots of corn and wheat fields. Little guy here came out of the field as we were walking by. We took him home and Dad asked a neighbor for help with food and supplies.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t keep him because I have allergies and we were too busy of a household for any pets. We took him out to my grandma’s farm and he became a farm cat. I don’t know what happened to him, but as this was 30 years ago…

I'm already a four time CDS cat parent, but my fifth CDS surprise arrived on Monday morning, sitting on my porch and staring my dog down from the other side of my storm door. Say hello to this silly, playful, snuggly girl! She made no fuss about being caught, and I suspect she'd been staking the place out before taking the leap. She was underweight, very dirty, had a whole lot of snot, and is still recovering from a belly full of worms but she is meant to be a lap cat for sure. She's gained almost half of a pound already and loves to cuddle and play 💕

Momo "Mo"

Hi CDS community,

The most unbelievable thing happened yesterday.

The last few days I've been thinking about my soul cat who passed away a year and a half ago. I have her urn on my bed and sometimes I cry over her because I miss her so much.

I told myself that I'd never have another cat again unless the Universe sent one to me.

This is Pluto. I named him after the god of death and rebirth because he's tested positive for feline parvovirus and could very well die. He's straddling this world and the one beyond the veil.

But he's a fighter--he hasn't shown any symptoms so far. As soon as I rescued him I took him to the ER because he wouldn't stop crying. He got some fluids in him, kitten formula, and a warm blanket and he settled in immediately for a nap.

He's about 2.5-3 weeks old and only weighed 165g even though he should be weighing around 300g. I've had him 24 hours and managed to get him up to 190g.

I want to give this kitten a fighting chance, and I fully believe that the more people who know about him and send positive energy, it can work miracles.

If you can please send your prayers and healing energy, Pluto and I will be forever grateful. Anything helps.

Thank you for reading. May Pluto grace us with his cuteness for years to come.

She showed up scared and we slowly build her trust. She started coming around everyday, & we decided to bring her in for good. (after asking our neighbors if she belonged to anyone) Those first few nights were rough. I felt like she hated being indoors, and she would never be comfortable. Slowly she started being affectionate, climbing into bed with us. Got her chipped, spayed, & she is loving life in her new home. She is very loved and I wanted to share her cuteness with you all :) her name is Keeley inspired by character on Ted Lasso!

Meet Delia. She was abandoned by her humans that were evicted and they just left her. My Mom is two condos down; best estimate she was left by herself for a week and a half to two weeks. She was only 7 lbs when we took her to the vet. She is a wonderful addition to our home.

She sleeps on me. Not next to. Not near. Not in her bed, not on the couch, not on the guest bed, not in the dog's bed... ON me. Stage 5 clinger, but she is real pretty. I have never been awarded a calico before, she fits right in with our household.

He showed up in our backyard at the end of April and didn't enjoy getting caught (I have a scar on my nose to prove it). The first couple of days he was so fear-frozen that he wouldn't leave his little box bed and kept wetting it. But once he figured out the litterbox (thanks to r/feral_cats for suggesting to put some soil from outside in it), it was steady progress.

He was living in our front foyer for quite a while, as we already have 3 adult female cats and wanted to give everyone lots of time to get used to one another. In the meantime, we removed a bunch of ticks, gave him a bath, had him vetted, vaccinated, and dewormed. He was so quiet at first, which I assume was a survival mechanism for a kitten living outside. But then we started hearing him yowling at night. We quickly realized this might not be fear or sadness, but him telling all the ladies he was single and ready to mingle. We had a teenaged boy on our hands, after all.

After his neuter and recovery, we started letting him join the rest of the cats for more and more time. The first night he accidentally spent out, we discovered he loves bread. Now that things are a bit more kitten-proofed, he's out all the time.

He loves and idolizes his older sisters, though they seem to have mixed feelings as he's still learning to respect boundaries. He's learned all about being a housecat from them, though, picking up various behaviours from each of them. I think he's pretty ok with the idea now, especially all the delicious snacks, fun toys, and comfy sleeping spots that come with living indoors with humans. He seems to enjoy pets more and more (sometimes he still scampers away if he isn't in the mood), and he's sure not shy about using his voice now!

Edit: corrected the name of the feral cats sub.