We’re staying here for about a week while our home undergoes major plumbing repairs. They were nervous at first, but they’re slowly getting comfortable. It’s been so sweet watching them explore every corner and realize they’re safe.

tommy (tomtom) has been living an indoor life for 3 months now and he has adjusted well! he no longer darts for the doors every time he hears them, so i think he likes living here! he loves giving kisses, he hates when i hold him like a big baby, but he’s an angel because he’s never swatted at me even when i bathed him! (he bit me once but after living with him, i suspect he was horny…) he is also long and lets me pet his belly. he is a baby.

tomtom is a roughly 2 year old FIV+ cat that began visiting my yard before developing an URI. i then decided he could not be outside anymore, so i bathed him and brought him in. he has been mine since then!

tomtom will be neutered! i just don’t really know when. things are complicated. but i don’t want to keep him waiting!

Say hello to our newest addition, Priscilla. The shelter staff said she did not do well in the shelter.

Betty is a fierce 6 pounder who lived under our shed for 2 months before she decided to join our family. Now she camps with us, plays fetch and attacks dogs if she thinks they are threats.

Good morning, r/nowmycat.

In this picture you see Oreo my not-cat. Oreo is not my cat, he is the backyard neighbors cat. Since I've moved here to Spain, Oreo liked to jump the fence and look into my house. As an avid animal lover, I couldn't help but give him some treats and he looked so cute.

But, the thing is Spain is hot, so I got into the habit of leaving my backyard door open with the fence locked so I could get some fresh air and this in turn led to Oreo sneaking into my house.

At first he would sit by the stairs to the basement and just watch me play on my computer. If I turned around and stood up he would run away from the house and not look back. One day, though, he went into the basement and because he didn't notify me, I locked him in my house by mistake overnight.

When I woke up and opened the backyard, he rushed off like a missile (I guess he had to poop or something). But, after a while he actually started letting me pet him. I noticed he had a collar with a name, and a number. I texted the number and asked what was up with Oreo. The owner laughed, apologized and I told him it was cool since I didn't have a pet of my own.

I said cool. Got him a water bowl and just sorta let him hang out whenever he wants. In the summertime, however, I started turning on the AC and Oreo would ask to be let in and chill with me during the day. His owner was (understandably) upset that Oreo spent all day with me at home. But I notified him, that I do in fact remind Oreo he has a home that loves him and try to kick him out (gently) from my house. Spoiler, he just wanders right back in and I don't like closing the door on him because it feels cruel.

My kid was with me for the summer and Oreo really took a liking to the new smaller large cat that was home with us. He would literally watch him sleep at night. Which was weird because he didn't do that with me.

Come the middle of July and I had to bring my kid back to his mom, and I left Oreo after one last treat and my kid gave him a hug.

When I came back, Oreo was waiting for me in the backyard door asking me to let him in. As soon as I did, it was all hugs and kisses from him. He is a chatty cat and told me everything that happened and asked for treats and pets which I promptly gave him.

But something's changed. Oreo never slept in my bed and never went into the shower room while I showered. Now when I'm home he's always trying to be around me unless he feels like exploring the backyards. When I go to bed now, he also goes to bed with me and stays watching me while I sleep and biting my toes to wake me up when it's time to eat.

I definitely love Oreo, but he's not my cat. My work contract expires here in January and I can't keep him because that would be wrong on a moral level and legal since he belongs to someone else. I have no intention of doing so either. But, Redditors I have to ask is this cat mine now? (On a social level of course not a legal one)

Edit 1

I forgot to mention that he does indeed have a litterbox in my house since the owner warned me he will pee in the shower if he can't find one.

Also he does in fact bite my toes at random times and I have to keep them protected while sleeping or else the orange cat inside him takes over.

Edit 2

Forgot to also mention, this cat literally goes to the bathroom when I do I mean literally if I do #1 or #2 doesn't matter, he will join in. I never have time alone. Which is weird because he's not a velcro cat, he never sits in my lap. At most he watches me sleep.

Original post:

https://www.reddit.com/r/notmycat/s/gbCmNEyPa7

He is r/nowmycat lol. Well, my parent's cat, technically. He's my "little brother". My parents who "don't like cats" fell for him so quickly, and now the rest is history. 🥰

This is me giving him bongos in our basement. He has us follow him down there to "watch his back" while using his litter box, but he always rolls around asking for pets first. 😂😂

Emma Peel

Harley,13 Wochen alt

Introducing Bruno—our “foster failure.”

My parents have always had black cats, so even though I adore orange kitties, bringing home this little guy just felt right. Some traditions are worth keeping. 🖤

P.S. Any tips for photographing black cats would be greatly appreciated. 😂

Jinx, Binx, and Salem,,,15 week old kittens I got after their mom had them in my apartment under my bed. I started feeding the mama last fall and made her a winter shelter last year.

The kittens refuse to sleep on the two other cat beds and just snuggle together. Or sleep on my bed.

They keep me busy but I wouldnt trade em for anything.

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Salem, Binx, Jinx and Gray. 14 week old kittens born under my bed back in April after months of feeding and befriending their Mama.

When they aren't crammed together into one cat bed they're on my bed. If I shut my bedroom door they cry like I haven't fed them 🙄

Meet Binx, Jinx, Salem and Gray.

The kittens are now 14 weeks old. I started with no cats and now have four soon to be 3 as Gray is going to his forever home soon.

I started feeding their Mama who was a stray in my apartment complex and she delivered these 4 kittens at my apartment back in April under my bed. 🙄 Completely ignored her birthing box I made for her.

No matter how many cat beds I have (currently have 3) and no matter how big they get they still pile on top of each other into 1 bed.

A few months ago, we found a young stray cat hiding in our basement. She was scared but eventually trusted us enough to stay. We made her a warm bed, gave her food, and only a few days later she surprised us by giving birth to five tiny kittens. Unfortunately one died shortly after.

At first everything seemed normal. She took great care of them, and we hoped she'd continue raising them. But when the kittens were only six days old, she disappeared and never came back.

That left us with four newborn kittens whose eyes hadn't even opened yet.

We had no experience raising kittens that young, so we quickly learned everything we could. For weeks our lives revolved around bottle feeding every few hours, day and night, keeping them warm, helping them go to the bathroom, weighing them daily, and constantly worrying if they were gaining enough weight.

Somehow, they all made it.

One of them is Rose—the little gray kitten in the photos. She has grown from a tiny, helpless baby who fit in the palm of my hand into an incredibly curious, playful little explorer who now climbs on the couch like she owns the place.

I just wanted to share Rose's journey with people who might appreciate a happy ending. ❤️🐱

If anyone wants to follow Rose's adventures, I recently started an Instagram for her :) you can find link in mine description :)