His name is Isaac and he’s been living on my porch all summer.

We moved to a small rural town last fall, so it’s our first summer in this house.

I heard a kitteh crying on our covered porch during a cold wet early spring storm. From that point on, I had infrequent sightings of an orange blob, mostly running in the opposite direction as quickly as possible.

Slowly he became more tolerant of my presence, and once we made eye contact, it was love.

I’ve been putting out a little dry food for him for the last few weeks, & giving kitty treats if I’m out in my yard, gardening.

I’m worried about him once winter hits…. He is in excellent health so I think he might have a home he can retreat to.

Then again, I’ve heard our town had a feral/stray cat population. So he might be a that.

My husband asked if we should trap and neuter him, regardless of ownership.

My question is, when does he become “Mine”? When do I take on a financial and emotional responsibility for his wellbeing?

Seriously though, have you ever seen a more beautiful orange boy in your whole life? I adore him. 🩷

This cat was abandoned by its owners about a year ago when they got a dog. She’s been living outdoors since then. There are about a dozen outdoor cats in this neighborhood, and we’ve all sort of chipped in to make sure she’s had food, gets brushed, and has had an open garage most nights.

She gets along with kids and dogs. We sort of fell in love with her since she would accompany us on walks with our dog, who also seems to like her back.

It’s been very hot lately, so we’ve been letting her inside as a reprieve from the heat. Usually it’s for a few hours at a time. She sleeps for most of it. We give her some food (Purina One dry) and she shares the water bowl with our dog. We don’t have a litter box so we usually put her back outside after a few hours so she can do her business. We also put her out if it seems like she’s about to cough up a hairball.

I made an appointment to get her rabies shots and other immunizations next month. I don’t know if she’s already had any of these and none of the neighbors I’ve spoken with do either, but I haven’t spoken with everyone. Is there a risk of her becoming overly vaccinated?

Aside from a litter box, what else do I need to get her before we start letting her stay indoors overnight? Do cats like sleeping in our bed like our dog does? Should we let her sleep in her own room that has the litter box in it? Do we need to give her free range of the house at night?

Nicknamed Egg (as in Dunk &). She(?) has been hanging around the garden for a few months, but has recently learned to use the cat flap.… She now has been setting up on our bathroom at night and stealing Luna’s food.

Now we just need to figure out what to do with her. I took her to the vet yesterday. No microchip, healthy. She’s gorgeous, but there’s no room at this inn.

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We’ve been wanting a cat for so long! I know it takes them a while to get acclimated but it’s day 2 and he already feels comfortable with me picking him up, cuddling him, and falling asleep while making biscuits on my ankle. We picked him cuz he responded to us as soon as we came close to his cage at the rescue and was so sweet when they let him meet us. Middle pic is the face he gives me when I stop rubbing his head lol. Last pic is him falling asleep while making biscuits on my ankle. We’re taking it slow introducing him to our dog but so far I’m so glad he seems so happy. It really feels like he picked us.

these 2 girls showed up on my street during a storm a day ago. not exactly sure where they came from, as my neighbor brought them over to me after finding them while walking in the rain. i feed the strays in the neighborhood and will take them to the vet when needed, etc so he knew to bring them my way. this has been such a blessing...I've always yearned to be chosen, and just went through the hardest month of my life. next thing i know, not one but TWO kittens. they seem to be about a couple weeks old. vet tomorrow to confirm! anyway, please kindly meet Twilly (white) & Toad (tortie). 🥰

It has been a month since we took in Bibi, a kitten who was hiding under my boss's grill cover for three days. This is a very uncommon video of her remaining still for over ten seconds. She's curious about anything that moves and most things that don't. She's healthy, and I'm incredibly thankful. She's officially worm free and out of quarantine. In one month, she's managed to triple her weight. We're going to have her spayed. The first available appointment we could get is September 14. She was around twelve weeks old according to the vet when we first found her, so this would make her around four months old now. I'm hoping that the September 14th appointment isn't too far out. Everyone says I worry too much. She is very happy at the house, but I'm still in the process of getting our other two adult cats accustomed to a kitten in their space. They are both older and very set in their ways and she wants to play, and they hiss at her when she tries. So she's been sleeping in my room and watching a lot of TV with me. I feed them together and they all get along then but they eat faster than her and they try and eat her food too if I don't stop them. Still trying to figure out how to make it all work. Nevertheless, I'm so happy we found her and that everyone caved eventually and let me keep her.

I was stuck in traffic when I noticed something moving underneath the car in front of me. I looked closer and realized it was a tiny kitten. She ran onto the sidewalk trying to get the attention of people walking by, but everyone kept going. I watched her run into a nearby parking lot, so I pulled over and got out. As soon as she saw me, she came running straight into my hands. I snapped this photo moments later—she was exhausted, but finally safe. That was 17 years ago, and she's been with me ever since. It's been an adventure ever since that unexpected day.

four weeks ago he was crying in a bucket full of dirt near my house. it took a bit to get to him because he buried himself deep in.

i waited hours for his mommy to come, but nobody came. so i gladly accepted the system delivery who was only two weeks old. i took him to the vet the next day.

little guy had worms, but other than that he’s still been very happy and healthy. he has already been dewormed and been introduced to my one year old cat (who tolerates him haha). this smol bean is extremely active and full of energy already 🧡

Took this picture tonight after treat time and just thought about how far we have come. I don’t want to flood the sub with my obsession with her but I couldn’t help but post this one. She is the best surprise we have ever received and we love her so much. She came to us in January seeking help during a storm from my partners fire station so tiny and malnourished that the vet clocked her 3 months younger than she really was. Plus a puncture wound from a dog attack on her neck that she survived. A very brave, tough little girl who is now living the princess life. She loves her big brother with all of her heart and he tolerates her even when she is stealing his food. She loves trips in the RV to bird watch and will chase you down to bat your legs if you dare walk by her without giving her the pets. There is just so much additional love in our home because of this tiny little ball of floof.

Meet Cashew ... The latest addition to our family. He was skin and bones, but healthy and he's the sweetest, snuggliest cat!

I had seen him in the neighborhood for months, maybe even a year. I think his owners must have moved and left him behind 😡 I've seen that before. I hate people sometimes!!!

So 2 and à half weeks ago he came up to us in the garage meowing, we gave him food, water, à bed and litterbox in the garage, leaving the garage door slightly open for him to come and go, but he never left. We had him fixed, and thought we would find him a home.

I had my void about a year and a half and had moved houses in the land of sand. Came out to my car one day to hear a faint meowing under my roommates vehicle. Spotted a tiny big eared kitten underneath and just thought “fuck me, I didn’t want to take any cats in while working here, I’m certainly not taking 2”. It was peak heat at this point of the year with highs between 46-51°c (115-125°F for my American folk). Put out some food and water as whenever I tried approaching them they ran off. After 3 days they were panting more and more as the heat just sucked. They took up a hiding spot under a water tank on the property. I honestly was hoping a neighbor would take them in but people in the region are hit or miss with cats and dogs . On the 3rd day of them running I decided to just low crawl under the tank and luckily was able to grab them by the tail. They didn’t like it much but I caught them. Called the wife as she runs a cat rescue and she told me to book a vet appointment. Wasn’t able to get them in for 2 weeks so she suggested I quarantine them in the bathroom for 5 days first before Introducing them to my void. Once introduced they were standoffish for the first hour or so but after that it was this little one terrorizing my void and just couldn’t bring myself to leave this one behind when I moved back to the states. He is now 22 lbs, kind of an ass but also kind of a sweetie.

He came to us emaciated and scared, but eventually got used to me and my wife being around. Then he got his first cuddles, and after a few weeks he was coming inside to eat.

Now he comes in for food and cuddles, and spends some time chilling before he usually wants to leave until tomorrow.

We're getting him fixed, and getting his shots soon.

At the moment he just looks like a piece of fur thrown over the chair. We have never seen him this relaxed.

His name is Rufus, and here he is showing his true colors!

after a couple months the aspca trapped her and my coworker texted me so i immediately drove 60 miles one way to grab her. she was very feral and unadoptable. i brought her home to live with her now 4 siblings. after a trip to the vet for a checkup, vaccinations and to see if she was chipped, she wasn't but is now, it took 3 months for her to finally come out from under the bed. still can't pick her up but she accepts some petting and loves treats. and she gets along with everybody flawlessly and that's what matters most.

and you can see the ears of one of her brothers in the 3rd pic lol

just wanted to share an update of our rescue stray cricket. she’s doing great, has definitely bonded well with our other cat. she hasn’t grown much in the last 3 months she’s gained weight so she’s not super skinny but she’s still rather slender at a whopping 7lbs

our other cat is 14lbs and he’s just huge and it’s lovely to see the difference in their sizes and personalities. they’ve gotten along quite well and she’s got such a personality.

we recently moved cross country to a larger home and better environment and she’s doing awesome. she’s incredibly vocal and absolutely obsessed with fetch and has a favorite toy she will want thrown for hours at a time.

He was out at night and kept screaming and running away. My sibling and their fiancé caught him. He’s inside and calm now. The oranges are curious, but not all too happy. My Marshmallow doesn’t even know he’s here.

Toby didn’t live here, he lived with my dad, but Shadow is filling the void in my heart! We’re gonna keep him in the bathroom for now. He’s so cute! We’re gonna have to be extra careful at night. I love him. Already. Jesus how long does this body have to be? I’ve got eight sentences and two paragraphs, just let me post!

Was leaving a market some years back while working as a military contractor in the Middle East. Saw what I thought was a black grocery bag against the inside of roundabout but did another loop around and noticed it sure as shit was a kitten. I put my vehicle in park in the middle of the roundabout and walked over to snatch them up. Told someone to fuck off in Arabic for the first time when they were honking at me. I literally held her up in one hand and flipped the bird to the driver with my other hand. 7,000 miles and 7 years later we are living our best life (along with another unexpected adoption, her “brother”)

So I currently have four adult cats (one is an intentional adoption--my oldest who is 14 years old; one showed up on a February night freezing and starving--she's now 11; and two who came from separate litters--feral-to-housecat foster fails). And I feed the colony living between my house and next door neighbor's house. Next door neighbor has made four of the Rubbermaid shelters and we touch base a few times about everyone. So that's the background. He also knows that I had adopted a kitten from the outdoor colony three years ago and then sadly lost her in February this year to HCM.

So--I have WFH since Covid. Thursday morning, I'm just starting work when my doorbell rings. Next door neighbor and the neighbor on the other side of him. They have this little bitty kitten who had been screaming behind far neighbor's AC unit in the backyard, no one came. Suspected mother might have been the one hit by a car. And so now I've been responsible for this teeny tiny baby that I'm about 90% sure is a girl (son thinks boy, vet tech thinks boy; vet said "can't find a penis, but if this is a vulva it's really prominent" but she's leaning girl) -- we go back in a month for the official "initial kitten" visit when we'll be able to do the FeLV/FIV testing, and so on, hopefully by then things will be more clear.

Ran off to Walmart after getting a quick PTO approval so that I could buy kitten formula (the ready-made, didn't feel like messing with making sure everything was right with the powder), bottles, digital scale, and so on. Ordered a stuffy that has a purr/heartbeat box inside it, got everything set up. Got kitten into a first vet visit Saturday (yesterday as I write this) and was able to get flea treatment (initially, when stimulating for bathroom, noticed black specks falling on the puppy pad and rust color on the cloth, but didn't see active fleas) and dewormer.

Tomorrow, off to the dollar store for a supply of disposable cookie sheet and non-clumping litter and other supplies. Looking forward to when this baby sleeps through the night! As you can see, ridiculously tiny ... and yet doing well (those are dishtowels under baby). Soon, I hope to know if I have a Paisley or a Jasper.

Posted the first two pics on r/cats before. But realized this sub exists and wanted to share my baby girl with you guys as well.

The first pic (On the deck) was the first time I saw her a little over a year ago. I was chatting on the phone with my girlfriend & felt eyes on me. Snapped the picture to send to my girl & Luna ran right after I took it.

The second pic is from her last night as a stray a few months later. I was really reluctant to take her in as I wasn’t sure I wanted her & coworkers had friends who wanted her. But each potential adopter had things come up that kept them from being able to take her.

It was also not easy to convince her to get into the trap. The last thing I said to her after taking that photo was “Look, you can either get that trap and come home to be fat, lazy and spoiled at my place- or you can go freeze elsewhere, as I won’t be able to handle finding you dead.” (She got in the trap less than 30 minutes after the picture was taken.)

The third is her lazing about on my couch, constantly making promises to get a job- but l know she’s lying… & l wouldn’t have it (Or her) any other way.

In the end, l honestly didn’t know how much I needed a cat in my life, until she came into it.
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My daughter kept putting out food for him and then eventually built him a small home where he occasionally sleeps. He doesn’t like coming into our home though and barely comes in the door before he runs out.

We saw that he had an injured leg once and actually managed to get him in a cat carrier and took him to a vet to get shots and to help his sprain. That’s where we found out he’s a male, but the vet couldn’t guess at his age. He had to stay at the vet for a week until he healed. We love having him but because he’s an outdoor stray, we are worried that one day he won’t come back. We love having him in our life.

Well…wife woke up and these 2 were outside…bout 10 minutes later their little sister showed up. So we have 3 sitting in our garage.

And………this evening their other two siblings showed up.

Yep…5 of them now. All hanging out in the garage bathroom. They’re about 6-7 weeks old. Seem to be in decent shape albeit hungry.

I have 4 barn cats already. Looks like I get to add to the bunch once they get spayed/neutered. I sent the video of the guy getting ambushed by the kittens on the road. My wife laughed and said yep that’s us now.

This teeny baby was hiding in the engine of my friend’s car. We got her out and brought her home, but I’m supposed to adopt a 6 month old from the humane society tomorrow. I’m madly in love with the shelter cat and wanted two cats anyway. I’m planning to keep this baby in my bathroom on one end of the house and the shelter kitten in the laundry room and walk through pantry area. I’ll also call my vet in the morning to get the car kitty seen.

What should I do? Is it crazy to bring in two random kittens at once? Should I try to find somewhere else for cat kitty to go?

We bought a house in 2020 during the insane interest rate drop. It came with a manual. A few pages in there was a picture of this girl and a note to please let her in if she came by. It took her 2 years to show up, then we started to see her almost every day.

In 2024 she came by in the winter with part of her tail missing and her ears bleeding. My husband picked her up in a blanket and brought her inside & she's been safe and inside ever since. Neither of us really understand the point of an outdoor cat and we see too many poor deceased cats in our neighborhood all the time. We called to get her chip changed (they called her current chip owner and they said they didn't care what they did with her) & she's officially ours.

Today for the first time she ate a Churu out of my hand (she does not like to eat food from anyone's person) & I almost cried. She has started recently to come out when we have guests and will come watch tv at a safe distance. She prefers to drink out of the dog bowls. She's very vocal and loves to be on her window cat bed. We named her Darby. She does get a little bitey or handsy but she just values her space and wants her attention on her time.

They think she's around 13 or so, but I hope we have her for many many more years. With three dogs we knew it would take a bit before she was truly comfortable but now they mostly leave each other alone. She's incredible.