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reptile-garden · 6 months
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Spying on his new momma.
He’s been renamed Reginald aka Reggie.
So I call him Sir Reginald NPC.
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newyorkthegoldenage · 21 days
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Jack Jegerke, the proud captor of three cats in the Great Bowling Green Neighborhood Cat Roundup, after leading his pals in the cleanup campaign conducted by the Bowling Green Neighborhood Association, March 28, 1925. More than a thousand homeless cats, ekeing out a filthy existence along the waterfront, were gathered in and given homes by the children.
Photo: Bettmann Archive/Getty Images/Fine Art America
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kohiandie · 10 months
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grymmdark · 3 months
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her name is squirrel and it only took a week for her to get adopted. the floppiest kitten ive ever met. also liked climbing on people. and farting
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lackadaisycats · 6 months
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Not super related to the show or anything, but this is a stray that lives next door to us that I feed. He’s got some amount of fur missing on the left side of his head you can see there. We’ve called him Big Boy, but I secretly call him Archie (short for Archimedes). I like to imagine he’s in a gang like the rest of the Lackadaisicals lol.
They definitely have an outlaw way about them when they're living a scrappy street life. I much prefer to see them being fed, cared for, and pampered like spoiled babies, though, even if the former makes for more dramatic storytelling. Thanks for looking out for this guy.
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foldingfittedsheets · 3 months
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At this point in our relationship my betrothed is well versed in my compulsive need to help animals. It wasn’t part of their upbringing but it was a huge part of mine. So now whether it’s lost dogs or injured birds they know that for me it’s not a matter of convenience, it’s just the only possible option.
My most notable rescue took place during one of the least opportune times. We were watching a friends boxer puppy, Bella. The dog was dumber than a box of rocks and I took deep offense that at six months old she still didn’t know her own name. My betrothed and I were working with her on that as well as leash manners, so we walked her frequently.
On our way home from a walk I looked across the street and saw a cat. My betrothed didn’t need to ask, it was simply a given that faced with a cat I’d go say hello, so they waited with Bella as I crossed the road.
As I approached the cat several things caught my attention. The first was that he wasn’t wearing a collar. The second was that his coat was greasy and disheveled- this was not a cat that was thriving if he didn’t have energy to groom. The third thing was that he was way too skinny, with bones jutting out from his shabby coat.
The fourth thing I noticed was that this cat was a purebred Bengal.
Now, I understand that it’s suspect to identify cats as bengals. Many people see tabbies and call them bengals. But as a teenager I became obsessed with these cats and went on a hyper obsessive deep dive. I spent hours reading about them, looking at pictures, and dreaming about Bengal cats.
The cat in front of me had unmistakable rosettes, the narrow frame, piercing eyes, and from a very rough estimation probably cost thousands of dollars. There was no world in which he should be wandering my neighborhood with no collar and his ribs jutting out.
Which all led me to one conclusion. He was lost.
The second I realized that it was over. It wasn’t a matter of thinking the situation through it was a simple conclusion: he was lost so I would help him by any means necessary.
This sweet cat showed he was friendly and trotted right over to greet me. I pet him and tentatively went for a lift. He did not care for that. Suddenly we were tussling, and it was instantly clear to me that he was going to stay lost if I couldn’t restrain him, so we pitted all our wiles against each other and at one point I had him agonizingly by just a toe but I refused to let go and finally I had him in my arms, one hand scruffing him and the other supporting his weight.
That’s when I noticed a couple things. There was blood dripping down my elbow. Across the street Bella was going crazy barking and pulling toward me and the cat. And my betrothed was giving me an agonized look.
Without a word they started power walking Bella back to our house. I followed at a slower pace, keeping my grip on this poor lost cat.
It was a warm summer afternoon and several neighbors were out chatting. They saw the circus parade of my betrothed dragging a yelping puppy and me following holding a screaming cat.
Oh yeah. So I forgot to mention. Bengals are not normal cats. They’re bred back with a wild cat and their vocalizations are on a completely different level. The cat in my arms wasn’t meowing or yowling. Instead he was making one long continuous eldritch wailing, oscillating in rage and distress.
My neighbors saw this, me, stonefaced carrying a cat who was casting evil spells with his voice, blood dripping down my arm, while a puppy frantically fought my betrothed to reach us, and they laughed.
I don’t think I’ve ever been more offended that no one offered any assistance, but it was fine. I knew I could count on my betrothed. I slowed my steps slightly again when I saw my betrothed round our corner. I knew they would kennel the puppy and bring a cat crate for me.
Sure enough, I rounded the corner and they had our door open, crate at the ready. I popped the Bengal into the carrier and we shut him into the bathroom.
Then I looked at my shaking, bloody hand. He’s scraped his back claws up me and it wasn’t deep but I was bleeding heavily. Then I looked at my betrothed and started to cry.
They held me while I had a panic attack and helped me thoroughly peroxide my cuts.
“That was so brave, weren’t you scared to grab him?” they asked me.
Truly, no. I think to be brave or scared you need to actually conceptualize what you’re doing and I hadn’t. I saw a cat that needed help, and then there wasn’t options, I just acted.
They asked what my plan was and I didn’t have one. Where would we put him, in a home with three other cats and a puppy? I don’t know. I just grabbed him.
We ended up calling a friend who’s special interest is dog rescue. She brought her chip reader and a huge dog crate we could keep him in overnight with a disposable little box, food, and water.
He’d been summoning demons behind the bathroom door the whole time, making sounds previously confined to various netherworlds but she bravely uncaged him to read if he had a chip. No, to my surprise. It also turned out he was a love machine despite the ghastly sounds.
We loved on him and gave him small portions of food every fifteen minutes so he didn’t eat himself sick.
The next day we brought him to the local pet rescue, after I called ahead to warn them I was bringing in a Bengal. The lady had a very blasé attitude about this claim, clearly used to people claiming every lost tabby was a rare cat breed.
When she pulled him out of the crate she exclaimed, “Oh my god, it is a Bengal!”
“That’s what I promised. One whole ass Bengal.”
We said our goodbyes to the sweet man, and the posted him on the website as a found pet. He was picked up by his family two days later. I’ll never know how he escaped but I’m certain his family was so grateful to have him returned.
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strangebiology · 6 months
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If you’re anywhere near Sheridan WY and want a weird cat, go adopt Pixel! sheridancatrescue.org/adopt
Maybe he could be a celebrity cat on TikTok or Insta?
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pastelfairytears · 4 months
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Since may i have been dedicated to the rescue of stray cats :D
I make tiktok lives to rise founds to take them to the vet and get all the essencials for them! you can check it out here: https://www.tiktok.com/@millyfairytears
my lives are in spanish reading stories from reddit, but if some of you want to help im going to leave here some links for donations:
https://linktr.ee/millyfa
you will find links for paypal, kofi and amazon wishlist with some stuff for cats ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡
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false-wendigo · 10 months
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content again, this time some catradora redrawing
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yikes-ajax · 6 months
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She sleeps
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oquinn53 · 6 months
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I have never been so desperate, but my cat’s life is on the line. I will give out any verifying info needed, I’ll post invoices, I’ll do whatever I can but… this is my Halloween and I don’t want my finances to be why my cat doesn’t live.
Please share if you can’t donate! 🙏
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kohiandie · 2 months
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HELP US STAY AFLOAT! SHARE IF YOU CAN!
a few days ago, we dealt with a horrible levy by the state of florida for estimated taxes they believed us to owe (that we do not). they emptied our checkings & savings accounts in full without warning, leaving us unable to pay for our electricity & relying on credit cards to pay bills and leaving us in an extremely dire situation. we do not know when or if we will be getting this money back.
we've opened up a gofundme to cover the money that was taken from us as well as to cover the horrible debt that we've been in for so long. it's left us a wreck and we just really... really need assistance. we're also running a shop sale alongside this for 15% off using the code FUNDRAISING15 for anyone interested (until FEB 29 11:59PM PST). we have so many ways to help, but ultimately, if you can just give it a share, that would be amazing. we have over 20 mouths to feed including our own. ;;
thank you guys -- we wouldn't be doing this if we weren't stuck in a really frightening spot.
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direwolfrules · 8 months
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Hey, so I always promised myself I wouldn’t do this, especially not with anything that could be traced back to my real name and stuff, but then this happened, so.
I do cat rescue. I’ve done it since the beginning of the pandemic, everything from trapping to fostering to adopting them out. A few months ago, I trapped this litter of three week old kittens and their feral mom. We got the babies weaned, got mom fixed, and focused on getting the babies socialized, fixed, and adopted out.
There were three kittens in the litter, Juliet, Francois, and May. May was the sweetest, and also the most docile of them. When we introduced two new similarly aged friends, May was the first one to accept them. She’d sit with me when I was sick and snuggle with my mom when her arthritis flared, and she tried to comfort my dog Amy when she began to become paralyzed.
Juliet and Francois grew big, and quickly. May was always rather small, and the vet always said she was just the runt, and since her mom was small we shouldn’t worry. When we were finally able to get her fixed she was slow to wake from anesthesia, but the vet said some cats just metabolize it weird.
We got her adopted out to an amazing couple. Love those guys, they’re so dedicated to their cats’ well-being it frankly restores my faith in humanity.
A few days ago, May experienced some severe disorientation and uncharacteristic aggression, so they rushed her to the emergency vet where she was diagnosed with a congenital liver shunt. Her blood is bypassing the liver, meaning it’s not getting filtered and toxins are building up in her body. The surgery to fix this is expensive even without the cost of the imaging needed, or the medications she’ll be on during recovery. We’re working on an application to this organization that’ll absorb most of the cost, but we’re not counting on it.
If you can, please donate. If you can’t, please reblog.
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sccatswm · 9 months
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If you’re new here, meet Hudson! Hudson (AKA “Huddy” or “Huddy Buddy”) is our lobby boy who lives at our adoption center.
He comes with many hidden ailments that are all being very well controlled, until back in May when he was rushed to Animal Emergency Hospital as he was struggling to breathe.
X-rays showed an enlarged heart and slight fluid build up around his lungs. He was responding well to the heart medication, then sent home with this medication. Two days later, he was having the same symptoms and was brought back to AEH.
He, again, responded well to the in house medications, and felt much better after being on oxygen. They added a third heart medication and he was sent back to us. He has been doing well since then. He was not allowed to exercise or get his heart rate up for 2 weeks.
He is our mascot and has been a staple of Second Chance Cats of West Michigan since day one! He is a true fighter, but we need help to get him through this. Anyone who knows or has met Hudson, knows he is the best boy and he loves to greet people, get attention and, of course, his obsession with food. Please help us get him back on his feet. His life-saving emergency visits costs $2700. His echocardiogram will be around $390, and he will be on life-saving medication for the rest of his life.
Any amount helps and if you are not in a position to help financially, a share can go a long way.
You got this Hudson! You are a warrior!
Here is our fundraiser through Facebook https://www.facebook.com/donate/3436040610057543/
You can find more ways to donate here https://sccatswm.org/donate/
Even sharing our story helps us out BUNCHES!
See photos below of X-Rays showing his enlarged heart and all the air in his belly from gasping for breath :(
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fancykraken · 5 months
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Help Penelope on Her Road to Recovery!
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The cat rescue I used to volunteer for needs some help raising money to cover the cost of Penelope's surgery. I know that times are hard for everyone, including myself, so even a reblog would be much appreciated. There are 12 days left to reach their goal of $4,700 CAD.
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You can donate via the Facebook Fundraiser
Or through the general donations link on the VOKRA website
About Penelope:
Help Penelope on Her Road to Recovery! We're reaching out with a heartwarming yet challenging story about Penelope, a courageous kitten with a fighting spirit. Penelope's journey began when her Mother was found scavenging for food. Soon after, she gave birth to three kittens, with Penelope being the tiniest and bravest of them all. Despite her small size, Penelope never let her challenges define her. She was always the first to play, climb, and explore. However, as she grew, so did her discomfort. An X-ray revealed a shocking discovery: Penelope had a fractured femur.
Her Road to Recovery Penelope recently underwent a crucial surgery to reconstruct her femur, involving screws, a rod, and bone lengthening. This surgery was essential for her to live a normal, pain-free life. The cost of Penelope's surgery and care has been significant - with the surgery alone coming to over $4700. VOKRA, being a non-profit organization, relies heavily on donations to continue our work with cats in need.
How You Can Help We're launching a fundraiser to help cover the costs of Penelope's surgery and ongoing care, including her laser therapy and pain management. By contributing, you're not just helping Penelope; you're supporting the mission of VOKRA to rescue and rehabilitate cats like her.
Follow Her Journey We will be sharing updates, photos, and videos of Penelope's progress – from her pre-operation days to her post-surgery recovery. Watch her transform back into the lively kitten she's meant to be!
Please Donate Today Every dollar makes a difference. No amount is too small. Together, we can ensure Penelope and many others like her get the chance at a happy and healthy life. Thank you for your kindness and support.
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grymmdark · 5 months
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being a cats favorite person is the best feeling in the world, especially when they see so many other people
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when i sat down, danni ran out from under the couch and immediately hopped up on my lap. how she's licking me and purring and pawing at me for pets <:'3
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