One is clearly a copycat.

My cat just had all her back teeth removed due to FCGS, and she seems so much happier and cuddly because of it. Didn’t realize she was in so much pain before💔

the second she knows there’s broccoli in the house, she starts plotting. there is no limit to what she will do to get her grubby little paws all over it. she’s relentless.

we’ll unpack the groceries and can have steak, sausages, chicken, cheese etc. laying all on the counter, but you can guarantee she’ll be ripping into the damn broccoli…

does anyone else have an idiot with a totally random food obsession?

At some point yesterday, Gigi ingested a bunch of vitamin D supplements after the bottle fell on the floor behind a night stand and the broken top popped open. We didn’t even know about it until late last night. She had started vomiting earlier, then she stopped eating, and appeared lethargic around the time she should be running through the hallway getting tangled up in the sheets as we attempt to make the bed.

I took her to the emergency vet late last night where they confirmed around 3AM that she needed to be hospitalized due to hypercalcemia caused by the vitamin D toxicity.

This afternoon, the vet called back to update us: her calcium score is worsening, so we approved their use of a more aggressive (and expensive) drug therapy. Hopefully she’ll improve tomorrow, but the vet warned us that it could be a real rollercoaster. An expensive roller coaster with an uncertain outcome.

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Needless to say, after rescuing this cat off the street and deeply bonding with her over the last year, I’m ready to do what I can to save her. However, there now exists a possibility where I may not be able to afford to save her.

We are really worried about Gigi. Hopefully, we get some good news tomorrow. We can only take it one day at a time. I’m really hoping we don’t have to say goodbye to our little screaming chaos goblin. It’s hard wrestling with the possibility that she can be saved, but I won’t be able to afford to save her.

Hug your fur kids, tell them that you love them, and treasure every moment with them.

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EDIT (9/1, 9AM EDT): Firstly, thank you all so much for your support! I’m truly touched by the outpouring of support for our Gigi!

Secondly, we are awaiting her new results from the new treatment. I will update once we know more.

Thank you all, so much!

EDIT (9/1, 12PM): I was able to visit her for a brief moment before work today. She was clearly happy to see me. It sounds like she’s a bit down being there and not eating very much.
She perked up for me, was very affectionate, and ate some Churu much to the vet tech’s delight.
I plan on visiting her again after work to try and get her to eat some more.

Stella, our “bathroom cat” rescue. She was 18 years old when she passed peacefully in her sleep this morning. She’s been slowing down a lot the past few days and last night she stopped eating and drinking and didn’t want to leave anyone’s side. I knew in my heart it was her time to go. We sat beside her and pet her and told her how much we loved her as she peacefully fell asleep.

I won’t focus on her past because that’s not fair to her spunky sweet self. She was rescued from living in a bathroom for most of her life to coming to live with us. She was extremely matted and a very kind redditor paid for us to take her to the vet to get them all removed. She hated it and hated the vets lol.

She has lived with us and has been given so much love. She loves being snuggled, held, and kissed on her forehead. She LOVES water. She would often climb into the shower with us. She would stick her whole head under the faucet and drink water, our silly old lady. She would put her head on your leg and just stand there staring at you until you picked her up and held her. All she wanted was love 24/7 and I’m so happy she got to have that.

We may have only had her for a couple months, but everyone loved her. I’m so glad she got to spend the last of her days in a home out of a bathroom with a family that did everything they could for her. I wish she had a better life before coming to us. She will be so greatly missed as her little self made such a big impact on our family.

We loved you so so much, Stell bell.

Shaking, cold, on wet pavement and covered in fleas and ear mites.

I was able to secure it (with the help of treats of course) Fast towards 2 days; I found out it’s a girl! A female orange tabby! How rare 🥹 She is skin and bones, she cannot be older than 2 months. She has the loudest purr I have ever heard and makes biscuits faster than she can handle.

I have contacted a rescue who is going to take great care of her - she will be with other kittens and have constant supervision! She’s so vocal and I’m so happy she is going to thrive in her new life, no more cold pavement 🩷

Here’s a picture of when I found her vs when I brought her home! I hope you have the best life my girl! So happy we crossed paths!

She was the fiercest cat I've ever known, the cuddliest, the chattiest and loveliest girl I'll ever have.

her name was Sasha, and I just want people to see her.

Meet baby Crouton. She came into my life as a sick and underweight kitten. Today she reached 4kg! She is a fighter, and has grown into such a well behaved little kitty.

Edit: I would like to add she has never done a single thing wrong in her life, unlike her orange brother who just caused the evacuation of the house due to dropping the world's worst deuce during dinner prep.

Also crouts is just a domestic medium hair (blue smoke tortie), brought into the shelter as a stray. She was not ready for adoption, but we're in an overpopulation crisis, and at least she was given a chance to find a home. Please do support your local shelter if you can.

Her name is Frita. She has a crinkle ear.

She plans on spending most of the day asleep, although she may take a couple of breaks for meals and possibly indulge in a little wandering around whilst wailing for no reason at all.

Her name is Misha born on 10th of April 2015 and died 30th of August 2026. It happened just two weeks ago that I noticed her left eye doing weird a smaller pupil and third eye lid coming out. Went to the vet and she had Horner's Syndrome so i got medicine and eye droplets. I thought it went better and it took a dark turn on thursday..by sunday she was laying under the couch not moving anymore and doing loud mauws. I pulled her under from the couch and I did notice in the those last few days she didn't eat, drink water, eat treats, vomiting just slime. I went to the vet hospital and it was confirmed she had tumors for a longtime in her belly. A few popped and that caused everything to shutdown.

In the end I gave her anaesthesia to end her pain and suffering. She was already very weak so it was over in less than 2 minutes, she went to a deep sleep very fast her little heart and breathing stopped. I kissed her and gave her one last cuddle before i said goodbye.

She was loved by me for all these years, long cuddles, a real diva she was gave her kisses and sleeping with me every night and helped me through some though years. She was my first cat when i went to live on my own. She like a minimal of people she didn't like parents or any other person since i was her person.

I miss her so much and it has been hard cleaning up in my home when there is no presence anymore.

It's hard to say goodbye to someone who has been with you with a big part of your life.

I couldn’t find any photos of the day I got him, but he was pure white the day I got him

I've never lived a day without him. I never knew I could be so heartbroken. RIP Jessica 💔

He will bring it to me so I can help it kick his butt.

Aghast at the sale of his table, apparently

It's been a few days now. Since I lost my beautiful baby boy. Just wanted to share my favorite pictures of him. I cant even sleep cause I cant stop thinking of him. My poor baby Weasel was in so much pain. I feel like my heart has been ripped out. It's starting to hit just as hard right now as it did when I found out we had to put him down.

I miss my little baby boy. My fat kitty kitty. I talked to him in a high voice. Had all these nicknames for him. My big fat cheezel. I'm sleeping with my orange cat plushie I cuddled with when I was away from home and missing him, and his cat toys in my bed right beside me. My mom told me he had cancer, 3x larger intestines and that I'd be horrified to see the xray. His organs were literally pushing against eachother, his gums were turning yellow. They said even if we got 15k worth of the best treatments he's only have 6 months at most. Oh God. I'm so sorry baby. Your mama loves you so much. So so much. I don't care about anything else right now. I just want you back.

I don’t have a lot of friends and don’t want big birthday gifts but I DO want cat pics. A lot. As many as possible. Please.

Easy to remove and adjust
Just make sure to have the one without rough side like this one https://imgur.com/a/RY1Yoyq

She legit does this EVERY time. And I don’t stop her I think it’s cute. She doesn’t let me go anywhere alone.