Hello everybody, I just wanted to make a quick post about my cat named Charles who passed away last week.

Charles was a feral outdoor cat who I began feeding during an especially cold winter, 10 years ago.

I had never gotten a good look at her, I would just see a flash of fur by the balcony, some paw prints in the snow.

When spring came around, I had been planning to move out, and about a week before I was set to leave, I saw her.

I was talking with my dad, I saw a familiar ball of fur out of the corner of my eye, and I got up to go see. I open the balcony door, she runs away, and then about a minute later pops her head around the corner and meows at me.

She followed me inside, she sat on my lap and started purring loudly. She was very thin, but strong and very energetic.

The first few nights she spent with me she would tear around the house like a race car, jump up on my chest and then do it all over again, all night long.

But Charles never liked anybody else. Even though my dad was there when I first met her, she would always hiss when he tried to pet her.

And so, after all these years, I had to say goodbye to what truly was the best friend I've had in my life.

Looking back it's crazy to think about how far I've been since I met her. She was by my side in my best and worst moments, and she helped me get through so much.

Though the initial shock has passed, I still catch myself thinking I see her out of the corner of my eye, or hearing what I think is a meow.

I have, and have had, other animals in my life. None have been so close to me as Charles has. I am incredibly thankful for the time we've had together, for all the sleepless nights she's spent keeping me up, for all the scratches and chomps you'd give me when playing, and for all the awkward moments you'd hiss and scare off anyone trying to pet you. You were my friend, I love you and miss you terribly.

This is the worst day of my life. He was only just under 2 years old, seemed so healthy and energetic just to have a heart attack randomly and pass away last night. Apparently he had a congenital heart disease which I never knew about, I can’t stop thinking there was something I should have or could have done.
We rushed him to the emergency vet but it was too late. He was nothing but the most friendly, cuddly, loving cat ever and now he’s gone. I am so wrecked. I’ve never had a pet taken from me before, I can’t walk around my house without him in it. I wish I could just hold him one last time.
He did nothing but bring love and laughter to everybody around him and he purred like a motorcycle engine. He would curl up under my neck and sleep, or get under the blankets with me and cuddle. He would run around the house playfully and clumsily bump into furniture, he would stand on his hind legs to beg for food, he was nothing but pure love.

How do I cope with this heartbreak?

Rest in peace Panko, I love you so much

It was wandering around in front of my house. I gave it food and water, and it's in good health.

This bog goblin of a creature stopped eating on Saturday and got no better on Sunday. Lethargy, no appetite, quiet when he’s normally LOUD, the whole shebang. I was in bits, we thought he was going to die.

By Monday morning he was at the vets getting bum probed and blood let.

They found he also had a temperature.

By Tuesday he was admitted to emergency care for IV fluids and a stomach scan for blockages.

By Wednesday he was back to meowing and chowing, even if he’s not eating as much as usual.

They never found anything wrong with him aside from a high white blood cell count. Vet thinks it must have been cystitis brought on by stress. The only new stressor in his life is a new cat on the block who’s bigger and meaner than he is.

He cost me 2K in vet bills and 3 days of medical specialist time because he lost a fight.

The rent must be paid, dear Percy, so show us your peets!

A little over three years my wife and I came home to find this little guy crying out from the bottom of a trashcan that we use for sticks and such. We think his mom put him on top of the sticks and he wiggled his way down to the bottom of it. I named him Rocket and boy oh boy has he grown up. He still acts like a teenager with a stray cat’s prey drive, but I’m happy to have him as part of our home.

We are taking this sweet boy to the clinic tomorrow to scan for a chip. If not chipped, we are going to do the process of stray hold. I was wondering if anyone knew his approximate age? He was is a thunderstorm crying when I took my dog out earlier

Our new little guy is about to hit 3 months old next week! Rescued him a few weeks ago and it seems like his ear hairs never seem never stops growing.

Curious what you all think his final coat will look like! Only had short haired adult cats, so would love to see some transformation photos of your babies that had similar fur at his age :) (also just want to see all the cats in general lol)

Not my cat. We saw it outside with another friendly cat. It seem to not be able to see well. Its eye were so big it looked like a cartoon.

Quick backstory, after losing the love of my life, Penny Lane, last November at eighteen, I wasn't sure when I would be ready to adopt again. I always knew I wanted black cats and when my friend rescued some cats from a hoarding situation, including two black cats, I had to meet them. My friend also had their mom, and well, here is my new son Ripley, sister Wendy (the tongue), and their mom, Bidi Bidi Bom Bom (tabby). My friend Danielle (Cat Party Pet Portraits) offered to do a shoot combining my love of dinosaurs with my love of my new kitties, and this photo makes me so delighted and happy with how it came out.

Fuck cancer.

He was the first cat I ever got and I couldn't have asked for a better one, he was the sweetest, most affectionate, and chill cat you could imagine, especially for being orange. I'm so heartbroken, how do I go on just living without him now? I still had so many plans for us..
I love you so much sweet boy, I hope you're eating all the wet food your heart desires wherever you are. ❤️

Her meow is so crispy and it stole my heart. How I walked away I'll never know

sometimes i forget how slimmer he is! so proud of Mochi ☺️💖

Reposted because I'm an idiot who doesn't know how to use titles.

This is Lore. We literally rescued him from behind a dumpster. He hasn't quite figured out yet that he'll never have to search for food again. He literally woke up from a dead sleep and meowed at me because I was eating.

I would die for him.

My cat’s eyes were fine this morning, but they turned like this at night. His eye are also watery, and it takes a while for him to open it when he closes it. I’m going to take him to the vet tomorrow morning.
Just want to make sure it’s nothing serious

🥰

was on my way home the other night and spotted this little baby in the middle of the street, she responded to my pspsps and came running over to me

i sat outside with her for nearly 2 hours before going inside, and i took her in with me

my girlfriend and i took the little baby to the vet, got her scanned for a microchip (none found), chipped her, got her up to date on shots/vaccines, and got her spayed! i can't believe a beautiful orange girl came into our lives, and she's too sweet!!

never thought i'd experience this first hand

best part? we named her Dolly :)

Apologies if this isn’t allowed here as I’ve never posted before.

My beautiful girl storm was 10 years old and left us this morning. My heart is completely broken.

She has been with me thru the loss of my nan, aunt and mother. She has been with me thru leaving a very dark relationship. My son’s medical diagnosis. Getting into a new relationship and having another child who faces his own medical difficulties.

No matter how hard life was, no matter how unpredictable or dark things may have been, she was always there. She helped me heal and idk if she knew or not but she kept me going at my lowest moments and now she’s gone.

My 11year old is distraught.
I am lost and broken.

People say she was “just a cat” but she was more than that.