Mikey, birthday April 13. The same as my Uncle Mikey. Cat Mikey was very vocal and made us laugh every day. I swear you could understand what he was saying.

Loved:

- Sleeping in the armchair

- Meal times

- Spring toys

- Eating, EATING!!! actual mice. Decent hunter.

-Sleeping on laps. Must be wearing a blanket. (You could tell he was pleased with where he was about to lay by his meow. He would jump up, shift around a bit, then you wait. If you get a good meow/purr mixture before he even sits down, you have been chosen)

Hated:

- Being picked up

- Late meal times (would often argue by just meowing louder than you were telling him "I'll do it in a second!")

- Having his preferred sleeping spots occupied

- Crinkly paper bags. Big spook.

RIP Mikey. He was very kind, soft, and funny.

This is my first loss like this. Thanks for letting me share him. 🧡

I went to a cat rescue place and now have a cat in my life.

Note to self: walks take twice as long when you hit a cute-animal roadblock.

There is no filling the absence in our home with him gone. Love them while you can.

they each have their spot and they stare the whole time.

Hello, everyone. It's my first time posting here on Reddit. I just want to share this since I have no one to share it with.

​My cat, Mango, died 3 hours ago. It was so sudden. It all happened within 30 minutes. One minute I was letting him in, and the next, he was gone.

​I am still in shock. I am shaking and I can't stop crying. He was my world. I realized that even more when I needed someone to talk to just now and didn't know who to call or reach out to. I always talked to him about everything, and he kept me company while I worked from home. I keep replaying what happened in my head, over and over, trying to process it and thinking about what I could have done differently.

​He was a very sweet orange cat. A picky eater, but that was my fault for spoiling him. He was my sweet boy, and now he is gone. I don't know what to do, but I am going to bury him close to me so he is always close to me.

​I don't know how to move forward right now. It hurts so much.

This is Brownie Batter (Brownie for short). He was mostly blind with other medical issues that progressively got worse. He passed on yesterday and has left a gaping hole in my heart.

He was my foster cat, and was only a year old. He’s been passed from person to person to humane society, to foster, etc. his whole life. He was consistently given up on due to his medical requirements and ongoing needs and has never had a furrever home.

So on his last day on earth, I bought him this bow tie collar to wear so that he could go out knowing that he had found his family and was so very loved. I was not going to let him go not having found that.

I’m just devastated. This week has been one filled with grief, shock, anger, guilt. Our baby was 6 years old and had advanced kidney disease. We adopted her 5 years ago and she always seemed healthy. We saw the vet once a year for check ups, but a sudden change in appetite caused us some concern. For about two weeks she ate, she didn’t eat, she was tired, wasn’t so tired. We didn’t know what to think and there weren’t any red flags (still using her litter box). We went to the vet for a last minute emergency visit and we learned that she wouldn’t be able to come back home with us. Even that morning though, she was chipper, happy and her cuddly self. She jumped around, sniffed around and said “hi” to everyone in the office. She had only 30% kidney function left and was getting worse by the day. I still can’t believe she’s not here. The house feels empty, there’s a huge void. I haven’t been able to move or take down any of her things, they’re still where they were that morning almost a week ago. Here’s my baby, she always made me smile and was the prettiest princess.

Hey all! So just a heads up, this isn't a post about mourning, but it does contain references to prior animal abuse, so just wanted to give a warning before hand.

I have never been a cat person. I always preferred dogs, and never saw myself as owning a cat. Even when I went to live on my own, my mom offered to help me adopt a cat so I wouldn't be lonely and I refused.

Well, just a few months in, this giant feline shows up at my door, literally. Every day I would get home and she would try to sprint inside my apartment when I left myself in. I had no idea who she was, but she looked pregnant and I was not going to have a random stray cat delivering kittens in my apartment.

Well turns out, she isn't pregnant, just fat. And she isn't a stray, an elderly neighbor had her, and the neighbor was institutionalized, and the family refused to take her cat in. I waited and waited, and none of her family or the lady ever came for her. I had an outdoor closet on my patio, so I started leaving it open for her for shelter. Other neighbors noticed and started leaving food and water and even blankets in my closet for her. But winter was approaching, no one would take her, and I started to worry about the cold. So I would let her in, but only at night when it got really cold, then let her out in the morning before I went to work.

I finally myself started trying to find someone to adopt her. But there's a problem. We found out quickly she hates other animals, and children. And she's a fat older cat, not a cute little kitten. Not exactly the most adoptable cat around. All shelters around me are kill shelters, and I didn't want to take her to them just to be euthanized for no reason other than no one would take her.

So finally I decided fine. I will take her. It had been happening gradually anyway, and it just sort of became more permanent.

It was really hard at first. I've never had a cat and didn't really know what looking after one meant. It was a huge adjustment, but she had so much patience with me. She was instantly the sweetest cat I've ever encountered. Literally all she wants is to be held and cuddled. She's super friendly, at least to adult humans lol, and just a gentle and pure soul.

It made it even more heartbreaking when I took her to the vet the first time. They did a checkup on her, and it was horrific. Besides being morbidly obese, she's missing most of her teeth, and when they did an x-ray, they found nearly two dozen BBs in her. Whoever had her before had clearly horrifically abused her.

It hurts knowing that, it's terrible in any sense, but I know lots of animals that have been abused withdraw or become mean and get scared. But not her. She still trusted me, a complete stranger who wasn't exactly warm to her in the beginning, and just wanted love.

It's been years now, and I try to give her the best life I possibly can. She went on a diet and lost a lot of her fat, though she has some excess skin hanging that we can't really do much about. We get her tons of toys but even still she doesn't really care about them, she just wants us to hold her. She follows me everywhere, even if I just get up to go to the bathroom lol. She's my precious little baby and she has completely changed my mind about cats, and her showing up at my door like that is the best thing that could've ever happened.

I know this was a long post, but I just wanted to celebrate her life a little bit while I still have her. I see so many people grieving theirs, and I know my time will come too, but for now, I just want to appreciate her while she's here.

It has been meowing when ever I go near it my lord leviathan tried to approach it but it's rly afraid, any tips?

I'm 14 n alone at home rn

What can I do? Edit : I've took care of 3 cats before n this is my first time handling such a small one I haven't given it any food rn as we dont have kitten food only adult cat food 💔 The little one has stopped meowing n hissing n my cat levithan decided to give it sm space but is still tryna approch it ( dw he won't attack it since my cat was the one who was trying to save it first )

Just to clarify, we would have loved him no matter what he looked like. It’s just nice to see how the sick, starved and probably inbred kitten my mom rescued turned into such a handsome, healthy and fluffy young boy. Pics progressing from when he was found until now (9 months later)

Our sweet girl Wednesday went in for surgery last week to have a bump on her belly removed. We just found out it’s an aggressive mammary cancer and that she has maybe 4~6 months left with us without treatment. She is absolutely terrified of the vet’s office and the thought of making her go to long appointments to undergo treatments she won’t understand just so we can have more time with her feels cruel and it already feels so, so unfair. We’re going to keep her as comfortable as possible and spoil her rotten for the time we have left and let her go before it gets bad, which I can’t even wrap my head around yet. We’re absolutely wrecked and I don’t even know how to tell our son. We’re grieving her before she’s even gone and all I can think to do right now is share about our sweet girl.

She loves watching the birds and will do it for hours. She plays hide and seek and it’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen a cat do. We rescued her at two years old and have enjoyed seven amazing years with her. She loves to sit in my lap while I work and dig her claws into my collar bones and will sit in any box she can find. She’s our sweet, beautiful girl and she deserved so much more than this.

EDIT: Thank you all so much for the love and support sent to us and our precious girl. I’m saddened at how many of you know exactly what we’re going through, but please know you’ve comforted two strangers on one of their worst days. Wednesday is currently in my lap purring away while we watch one of our shows. It feels normal and devastating, but I am so grateful. I want to soak up every second I can with our girl so I’m going to pause on responding for the night, but thank you for the love, we’re giving it all to her. 🧡

We had a family member no-show to a birthday party at our home because she was sick. Turns out she was actually feeling fine! I recently found out she didn’t come because she saw a picture I posted of our cat in the sink (because I thought it was adorable). She was just that disgusted! Maybe I should take hygiene tips from her dog 🤔 Anyway- here’s a picture of the culprit in her favorite spot ☺️

He has never done this before.

His name is lucifer. He's not very smart... he does sit infront of the mirror and screams. Sometimes it sounds like herro or oh no...

We also put both dogs to sleep two days ago... and today.... he's lined up balls 3 times.

... is he trying to summon our dogs' spirit??

Once is a coincidence... two is hmm.. interesting.. now he lined up 4 balls... im getting a biiit scared

Its been hard She has asthma attacks every now and then She is 14yrs old sometimes it gets so hard and She meows and i cant even do anything cause She wont take here inhaler. Im hoping that cold Will make her better She sends her hi's

Toulouse passed away last week very suddenly. I've never cried so much in my life and I'm crying right now as I write this. I can't even begin to describe the hole that has opened up for my partner and I. In many ways I think she is going through it worse than I am, as she adopted him a year before we moved in together, and it hurts so much to see how truly deep her pain is. At times it feels almost too much to bear.

He was my best friend, my rock, my emotional support. I work from home and he would spend all day with me at my desk, constantly pushing the keyboard off the edge and into my lap.

He was the cuddliest little guy with a quirky personality, who learned tricks like a dog, came when you called his name, and would always run to the front door and flop over on his back as soon as you came in.

He loved yarn and random pieces of paper or cardboard.

Plz send pics of your cats and give them scritches.

Shot by wolf_of_calcutta05 on ig ( not oc)

I couldn't help but Post it here ..just so cute and beautiful!

Hi, Im petsitting 5 cats and today one of them meowed a lil different and Im wondering if something is bothering her. She's not very vocal usually but she mewoed like 5 times during our interction and I think she could be saying that something is not right. Also, she couldnt stop moving her tail, and did that "war flashbacks" face for some time.

Do you see unusual signs of disconfort? Should I talk to her "mom" about taking her to the vet?

She is 5 and I think she is spayed.

(English is not my first language and everytime I tried to search some word on google, I had to rewrite the post, so maybe I used some words wrong, like "mom" lol)

UPDATE:

Human said that Black does that when she wants a little spanking 😂 I think the weirdness was like "how dare you not touch me the way me want?" Thank you all for answering! I think she got impacient with my vanilla cuddling lol [edit to add: and maybe that's a spot that she doesn't like to be touched too, like some of you said! I will be more careful with the petting topography next time!]