Mama is the neighborhood feral that I am trying to befriend so I can trap her and have her spayed. Now add 3 babies to that goal.

My child, sweet little girl Puce. Her name means flea in french. Love her to death.

My love bug orange boy Billy, doing his best to keep our foster baby entertained. He's a natural-born babysitter! 🥰

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Its been 4 hours since i said goodbye to our beloved cat Wookie (Chonkers, Wookie-bear, Sir Catington, and many more nick names). I’m sitting here waiting to call into work as i havent slept yet and i need to type it out. Cant post anywhere else till we get a chance to make some calls when family wakes up. He is that well loved in our family. Hes made non cat people adopt.

Wookie was 2 when he came into our lives. My husband and i were at pet value getting litter. Well he was getting litter for our other cat Salem. I was playing with the kitties through the window. This particular ball of fluff was having fun with me when a worker came to me and told me his story. He came in with his mom and siblings. I can’t remember how long he was there for but his mom and siblings were long adopted. Except him, because no one likes the fact he doesn’t like to be picked up. He acts like a fish on land when you try. She pulled on my heart strings.

Im a bleeding heart and felt so bad for him, and had to convinced my husband we need to take him. Bought a cat carrier and about an hour of fighting to get him in it. He was ours. That was 13 years ago. He was the bestest boy. He loved belly rubs and warm laps from anyone. He squeaked when he wanted something. Had the Barry White of purrs. Had his own spot at the dinner table bench. But was still a drama queen when you tried to pick him up. My husband was the only person that was sorta able to carry him. Of course the one who didnt want another cat was the one who ended up being his best buddy.

He was 15. And recently we noticed he was limping, moving slower etc we made him an appointment to his usual vet. It was supposed to be tomorrow.

Last night we found him breathing heavy with his mouth open. We called an emergency vet and they saw him right away. They put Wookie in an oxygen tank immediately. After 2 hours he was not improving. We made the hardest decision of our lives this morning. We got to be with him for a while. He even purred while having the oxygen mask. My husband held him till the end, and in an instant he was gone. We stayed with him for over an hour afterwards. Wrapped up him in the blankets they had and said goodbye. It was so hard to leave the building without him. It stills feel wrong to have left him behind. We miss him so damn much. Everything so raw still. Hopefully wont be too long till we get his ashes home.

I have another hour before i can call work and another hour after before i call his vet.

I miss you buddy. Im sorry you went through all that. Im sorry the rest of the world didnt get to know you.

Edit: that last picture was the one I texted my husband when we were at pet value, telling him we need to save this guy. Can’t believe i still had it.

Edit#2: My husband and I want to thank everyone in this wonderful community for all your kind words and sharing your own stories. We read through them all. Its really helped us get through this day. We cried and we smiled and even laughed a little. Which we didn’t think we could do today.

Anyone else who may see this and is going through the same know you’re not alone. And remember the blessing that it was to have had them in your life. And please remember to eat ❤️ take care of yourself too.

I got Moon when I was 5 years old, so I don't remember her as a kitten. Unfortunately she passed away about a month ago at the age of 16, which broke my heart because she was my very best friend. Today I got Astro, who looks exactly like what I imagine Moon must have looked like as a kitten. He makes my heart so happy to have memories of my Moon in this way.

This is Ally. She's 18 and I've had her since she was 5 weeks old. A little over three years ago, my husband and I took her back from my parents to care for her. We didn't expect her to last as long as she did, if I'm being honest. She's had kidney and gum disease and she's been getting weaker and losing weight. One of my other cats is getting aggressive with her- likely because she's losing her scent and dying.

I was going to vent in this post, to be honest. But I've done enough of that. I've guilted myself every which way, thinking about how I could have done so much better by her. I love her so much, but I was in no way a perfect cat mom/owner. I wasn't even close.

But she's amazing, and I'd rather talk about that. She's sweet and cuddly and just wants all the love and attention in the world. She's quiet on car rides and we don't need cat carriers because she's happy being held or just sitting in a lap or on the floor of the car. She's not picky about food, and she's stubborn in the funniest ways. We'd get her fancy wet food for her gums, and she'd go over and eat the other cats' food anyway. She used to stand on her hind legs and "jump" to put her front paws on our legs so we'd pick her up and she could sit in our laps while we worked from home or gamed with friends. She'd sleep by our heads and curl up with us at night.

She can't use the litter box anymore, but she uses the little kitty pads and we try to keep her as comfortable as possible. She's smart, and my husband and I both love her immensely. Thank you for letting me share her with you, if you made it this far. She's my baby and I'm scared for tomorrow's appointment, but I'm so happy she's not going to be in any more pain. She just gets to sleep one more time with my husband and I right next to her, telling her what a sweet baby and princess she is, and how much she meant to us.

Or is he just a weirdo?

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-only one cat per comment.

Tell me something about your kitty that makes you love them even more (Don't ignore this, an artist needs emotion to create🥰)

Since I have other activities during the day, I will only dedicate 3 hours to this🕒

I could do this all day if I didn't have a wife and children lol but I will do my best to ensure you receive a beautiful doodle✨

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My cat is 4-month-old kitten. It appeared suddenly with this swollen inflamed face which I called it squirrel face syndrome as it seems like the squirrel.

It was very active as usual and could eat and play well.

The face bacame normal after 12 hours.

I think it was a hypersensitivity reaction due to grilled chicken that a family member fed to the kitten.

The last photo is for comparison with the normal status to estimate the severity.

I spent one night and a day on my friends house impromptu and asked my mom to feed my kitten. she really couldnt care less about the kitten so i couldnt ask her to bottle feed or mix the wet food with milk, so i just asked her to give it wet food for simplicity. when i got home, i found the kitten lifeless and had ants. my dad told me she fed it kibble and left it on its own, and that was how he found it. i was absolutely devastated. id been essentially its mother since the stray left it in our house shortly after giving birth. i feel so betrayed by my mom bc ive been diligent at feeding their chicken when theyre gone. just the previous day, she screamed at me for sleeping in bc the cat has been loudly asking for food and she refused to feed it herself. when i asked her why she didnt feed it, she just said it wasnt her job.

i couldnt stomach staying in that house that suddenly feels so soulless so i stayed in a computer cafe for the night. ive always thought my home is a warm and safe place but it now feels so cold and heartless. i dont know. it hurts so much to think that she just cared that little. or maybe she unconsciously just wanted it to die. i hate this feeling. i wish id just stayed home.

My 3 year old baby girl

It's a small stitch on the side. I'm assuming she got spayed, but isn't that usually on the abdomen?

Additional info: she doesn't have any ear snips/punches. No tattoos. My town does like a free spaying and neutering for pet owners. I guess she wondered into one of those by accident and just got one done?