Being a homeowner (or just a home-dweller in general) means that you probably have a list of must-haves that you just can’t live without.
However, what do you do when there is a house that you currently inhabit, but there is also a thing that you don’t own, but it popped up anyway? Like, it’s your house, but not, say, your cat?
This particular phenomenon has become a meme of sorts, and the photos just keep on coming and coming. Scroll down, you’ll see what I mean.
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I Opened My Front Door Today, And A Flea-Covered, Cuddly, Sweetheart Came Running In
I was in such shock that I first thought one of my own was getting out! She's currently trapped in the bathroom being an adorable kitten, and tomorrow we go to the vet. My dog is already hoping we keep her
UPDATE!!! SHE HAD A CHIP!!! Her family lost her almost 2 Years Ago!!!! Mom was in TEARS. I'm so very selfishly sad, but I just made a whole family incredibly happy
awwww what a sweet baby! i bet her family was so so grateful to this person! may OP get many years of good karma for their kind actions
This Is My Garden. These Were Not My Cats. But They Are Now
Mamala, the tortie, hung around for years bringing various kittens into the yard to show them off and have a quick meal, then scurry away. We could admire them from afar, but could never touch her. Finally she brought these 4 beauties to us and decided to stay in the yard. One cold snowy winter day, she and the kids walked through our slider into our bedroom and two years later she's still with us with two of the babies. All are now spayed and neutered. Two found homes elsewhere. After living rough and being almost continuously pregnant for years she's decided she never wants to go outside again. Never once has she asked to.
This Is Ac The Tunnel Cat
The not my cat, turned my cat after being found in my air conditioning vent. He quickly became obsessed with my pregnant belly, and is now obsessed with the small human that I clearly created just for him
Since nearly anything these days can be called a meme, as long as it’s viral and reproduces easily as a concept, it’s safe to say that “my house, not my cat” has become somewhat of a meme in the past few years.
If you don’t believe me, example number one, example number two, example number three… need I say more?
Gave This Guy A Piece Of Bacon On My Way Home From The Bar Last Night. Followed Me Ten Blocks Home. This Is How I Woke Up
i think you have a cat now. i see the cat distribution system is still hard at work
My House. Not My Cat. It Only Took 10 Years, But One Of Our Long Term Ferals We Have Cared For Just Crawled Into My Lap. I've Never Felt More Honored
Stanley Update! To Recap, Stanley Was A Stray Who Would Visit The House To Be Fed. He Sometimes Would Appear On The Windowsill Or The Balcony
Last week we found him in front of the house, something terrible had happened to him so we brought him to the vet. The vet had to remove his eye. He's been recuperating in our spare room since. Yesterday I brought him back to the vet to have his stitches removed, get him neutered and updated on vaccines, deworming etc. The vet said he's healing up really well and that he's put on weight! He's wearing a shirt because he kept licking the anti tick and flea meds on his nape (he doesn't seem to mind at all, he's walking around like he wears shirts everyday).
We have decided to keep him, he'll never be allowed outside again. He's such a sweet cat, he loooves belly rubs and doesn't bite. Next step is to introduce him to our sassy tortie girl.
Please tell him how hambsome he looks
“My house, not my cat” has a simple premise: it’s a piece of visual content that captures a cat, usually domesticated, but not necessarily, inside someone’s home, but that particular someone doesn’t own a cat. Or if they do, this specific one is not theirs. And then you’re left with the confusion of finding out whose cat is it anyway, let alone how it got there.
Woke Up To This Today
Not my cat, still have no idea how she gets in… but she has claimed my pillow as hers… and she purrs like a tractor
My Kitchen, Not My Cat. My Older Cat Escorted Him In Through The Kitty Door And Walked Him Over To The Food Bowl!
I Have Been Feeding A Cat For Some Time Now. Of Course I Set Out A Little Shelter And Blanket Also. I've Grown To Call Them My Phantom Kitty. I Could Never Catch It During The Day So I Figured I Would Sneak Out To Take A Peek Tonight. Look At This "Cat"
Ooh, you've got a right fancy one there. Obviously, it's a very rare and exotic breed that we don't have over here.
Cat or not it's still adorable, omg, love fuzzy little furry little cuddly possums.
Awwwww. They really just tempests in teapots all that hissing. They’re so adorable.
Possums are awesome! They don't carry diseases - in fact, they reduce the spread of lyme disease, they love to keep clean, are smarter than cats and dogs at remembering the way to the tastiest treats, annnndddd *drumroll* if you can get them to hang around your garden, they'll keep skunks from chewing/digging it up! (I make sure they have a little cat kibble available.....)
At first I thought that was a guy in grey trousers and a blue jumper bending over! 🤣
awwww - they're excellent 'cats' too... and he's young.. very cute.
Hahahahaha! Very pointy face features! We have a possum that lived on our back patio in a cat shelter during the cold winters! Let other animals away!
Great to have around. They are gentle, likes to be left alone, no rabies and can help with pests
Yes! I had placed a dry-cat-food bowl for my cat outside my house up Laurel Canyon (in the Hollywood Hills). One day I heard some rattling outside. I checked & it was an adult Opossum eating the cat food. He looked at me for a long time. then waddled off, for good.
Yeah people find them creepy because of their skull face markings and scaly tail. I think they're adorable.
Load More Replies...But, let’s start at the beginning. There’s a behavior that cats have called roaming. Just like humans with a healthy mindset, cats too love to just walk around all the time. But not down a particular path, but rather to wander. Also, just like humans sometimes do, I guess. This is completely normal behavior in cats—they, again, like humans, love their independence and know what’s around.
This Is Swirl Who Was My Cat, The Kitten Is Not
He loved kittens and would steal people's kittens and bring them home. He's no longer with us so I miss those days of coming home to a random kitten in the house
My Husband. Not My Cat. She Wandered In And Became Miss Steal Yo Man. This Was Last Night. She's Still Here Today.... I Don't Think She Has Plans To Leave
It Only Took A Few Months For Amelia Pond To Go From “My House, Not My Cat” To “How’d You Get So Fat?!?”
For more than 20 years we’d been a dogs-only family. One day about 4 1/2 years ago, Amelia decided it was time to change that. She randomly showed up at our house, super skinny but otherwise very healthy...and then never left We really think she was dumped, because she was SO super friendly and *completely* unafraid of people...she SPRINTED inside the house the moment we opened the door, and jumped in our laps! Now she’s living as a cat should be, rotund and lazy and happy
The reason cats roam is because they are curious. Simple as that.
That’s how they keep themselves entertained all the while being up to date with what’s happening in their immediate (and not entirely immediate) surroundings. By seeing new things, they can anticipate whether their territory is safe.
My Work, Not My Cat This Is In A Truck Manufacturing Workshop With 30+ Guys And This Cat Is Adored By All And Gets So Much Attention It’s Hilarious
The cat used to be feral but has adopted us all!
My House, Not My Cat. Came Home Yesterday To Find That Santa Left This Black Kitty On My Balcony... Who Then Proceeded To Give Birth To 7 Little Beans. 7 Black Cats Born On Christmas, That's Gotta Be Lucky
I Was Told To Come Here And Tell Y’all About What Happened Over The Last 12 Hours At My House, With This Cat That Is Not My Cat, And Now These Kittens That Are Not My Kittens Or Her Kittens
So about 1:00 this morning, I went outside and this cat, that is not my cat, meows, so I call it, and it comes right to me. Now first, we have dogs, lots of dogs, and 2 are neighbors’ dogs that live outside, and yet somehow, this tiny cat just strolls right up and none of the dogs even move. Second, we live in the country and we know all our neighbors and their cats, and this is not their cat. Third, when I pick her up, it’s apparent that she has had kittens recently.
So now I’m standing outside at 1:00 AM, holding this very friendly cat that has apparently been dumped at my house, and is somehow magical and able to sneak past sleeping dogs. But now I have to carry her past the 2 outside dogs and the 6 inside dogs to get her somewhere safe....
She is absolutely fine with the whole thing. Stays snuggled in my arms. Purrs. I’m not convinced that this is real, that I’m not dreaming. So I feed the magic cat and start looking for kittens. Y’all, I searched for nearly 7 straight hours. I even enlisted my Terrier mix in the hunt. (She could find baby mice in a snowstorm with earmuffs on.) I even walked the property playing kittens meowing sounds on my phone.
So this is the bad news, we live in the country and the likelihood of the babies being ok with all the predators here is slim, and she may have been dumped without them. So I am not giving up looking, but now I’ve got a potential surrogate mom cat. And y’all, I’ve bottlefed kittens and if there’s a chance for a surrogate, trust me, worth it.
I reached out to my rescue friends and managed to get her lined up to be a surrogate mom to 3 orphaned kittens before noon. Unfortunately, the vet check showed that she has a lot of parasites and she’s going to have to wait 3 days before she can meet her new babies. But the vet said she should still be able to feed the babies then. So now this cat that is not my cat is not at my house anymore, she’s getting well so she can meet the kittens that are not her kittens. Told you she was magic. And I need a nap.
From a biological perspective, hormones also give an idea why. Especially if the cat hasn’t been spayed or neutered. Males will roam about looking for a mate, while others might just have a strong hunting instinct. This can be both a good or a bad thing as cats are to some extent considered an invasive species as they do hunt down small animals like birds, mice and lizards, but they can help get rid of pests at home, so there’s that.
I Left The Door Open A Moment Too Long When I Got Home One Day And This Little Goob Sprinted Inside, Circled The Living Room, And Plopped On The Floor
The first pic is what I sent to my family asking what to do about a random cat in the apartment. I lured him back outside with a packet of salmon, and all he wanted was cuddles and to go back inside.
So yeah, that’s the story of how I got adopted. He still takes very good care of me to this day
First Photo: This Was Not My Cat, He Just Entered My House And Slept In My Bed Second Photo: Now He Climbs Me Third Photo: He's Definitively My C A T T O Now
My Neighbours Cat Arrives With A Meow At 7am And Stays The Whole Day Until Said Neighbour Texts Me At 5pm Asking For Her Cat Back
My neighbor's let their cat outside and he for some reason loves me and my boyfriend. He likes to hang out with us on our porch. Even yelling at us to come outside if we're not there to greet him outside. My neighbor was irritated by this and it was tense for a bit. Now Mouse chills with us during the day and I carry him home at dinner time. It's worked out well for us for the past year
Now, cats are known to traditionally roam a radius of around 130 to 650 feet (or 40 to 200 meters) from their homes. At least the domestic ones who have garden space to enjoy. Farm cats, however, can roam as far as 2 miles away from home.
Since they are also territorial, they might be roaming the area that way, but urban cats have been known to share their surroundings, keep to their gardens and only roam at specific times so as to avoid conflict.
This Is Homer!
"My partner and I met him probably 5 years ago, we never knew who he belonged to, so we fed him and he would spend most of the night with us, he ended up being my neighbours cat and his real name was “a**hole” (we named him homer we didn’t know what his name was) last year we ended up moving to a new town 3 hours away from where we used to live, it was really hard to leave homer behind, we loved him and cared for him almost like he was our own, my partner travels to melbourne and visits him sometimes! Well a few weeks ago, our old neighbour contacted us and said he was moving and going to work in the mines and that he was looking at rehoming Homer, so of course we said yes! So In a few days our little grey man will be reuniting with us and we are so excited!"
My House, Not My Cat
I recently moved to a new house. About a week or so of living here I was coming home from the grocery store so I propped the door open so I could carry in my groceries. As I was heading back outside I noticed a kitty run into my house so I got my last bags and took them to the kitchen quick and went to see where the cat went. I found him like this (the first pic) in my living room. So I gave him some pets and then ended up like this (2nd pic) for the next hour. He’s so sweet. He kept coming over every day to watch tv on my lap and then going to the door to leave when he was ready. He was wearing a collar but it had no tags so I decided to write a little note and attach it to the collar. I asked if he had a home and what his name was. The very next day he returned with a note back saying his name was Finn and his address which was 4 houses down & also a phone number saying to text if I wanted to so I did. We were texting about the cat on and off all day and then we came to realize that we actually knew each other from high school. Which I thought was hilarious. Anyways, I now share custody of Finn and he is just the sweetest boy and I look forward to seeing him every day!
Great story! And how nice to move into a new neighborhood and have two friends already there.
This Tiny Guy Showed Up In My Loft On The Full Snow Moon In February After I Had Left The Patio Door Open Accidentally
He has a wonky eye, but it doesn't bother him.
He never left, despite our efforts to find his home. Now he lives inside with us and eats fancy cat food and sleeps in my daughter's bed...meet Sage!
And because cats are liquid—not really, but the internet definitely has ideas—it’s understandable how they can get into a house. Easy mode is when you have a doggy (or kitty… or any other appropriate pet) door and they just use that. However, on other occasions, they might use anything from an open window to a basement crack to flat out using a chimney.
Not My Cat Provided Me With 13 Not My Kittens This Year. She Is Now Not My Spayed Cat
I'm glad I'm spayed. Audi was enough trouble, and still is. We don't need kittens.
Soooo, This Is My Car, That Is Not My Cat
He belonged to the neighbor, but she never let him in the house, so I created a place for him in my garage. I left the windows down one night, this is what I came to the next morning.
I haven’t seen him in close to two months, when today, I see him up for adoption on a cat rescue site listed as a tripod (he recently lost a leg). They called him Sammy , which was the name of my neighbor’s cat. I’m so excited to have found him again. So, I put in an application to adopt him. Maybe he’ll actually be my cat after all
This Is My Glass Of Water, This Is My House, This Is Not My Cat Drinking My Water In My House , This Is My Neighbours Cat Ted!
Stray cats or cats in a more dire situation than domesticated ones tend to hang around homes or even flat out B&E them because they lack the basic physical needs: they need shelter, food or water. If it’s a storm outside, of course they will try to run away from all the wetness and loud flashes. In that case, there are ways to approach it and it is often OK to even feed and care for them. With caution, of course.
My House, Not My Cat... Not My Ducks Either
glad you specified the ducks don't belong to you. i never would have known otherwise! (lighthearted, not trying to be sarcastic)
Came Home From Kroger To Hear Some Screaming, And Found This Little Guy Running Around
I've Been Working On Finding This Girls True Home
Fb pages, took her to see if she's chipped. Etc (she did have an old collar, but no tags). She is obviously pregnant, and today she started bleeding heavily, I took her to the vet and they told me her 1 kitten has passed away. So Tomo. She will have surgery to have the baby removed and to be spayed. I cannot afford this but have such a heavy heart about this kitty. So we do what we must.
But if the cat is domesticated, they don’t really have the urge for survival like stray cats do, yet they will still come to people’s homes. That’s because it’s good for cats to do that—it stimulates their mind and gives them new experiences. It ties in with that curiosity complex that they have. And if the families they visit also end up giving them treats, hey, there’s an even greater reason for them to come back!
3 Years Ago On Bonfire Night This Void Yelled Out From The Void Of My Damn Walls/Roof. My Wall Vent, Not My Cat
This Is Mr. Black. He Is Our Neighbours Cat Who Visits Us Every Day. He Is Not Ours But He Thinks He Is!! Here He Is Doing The Biggest Blep. He Has A Natural Snaggletooth
This Is My Patio And My Budgie, But Not My Cat
He showed up one spring hoping to mate with my two girl cats. But my girls are fixed and are permanently not in “the mood”. After breaking into my house, eating all the cat food and spraying, I looked into taking him to the Cats Home. They said he would most likely be put down as they felt he might not be easily adopted. So I decided to keep him. I buttered him up with food until I could pet him and booked him in with the vet to be neutered and microchiped. His name is Oskar and he’s been with us for 6 years.
So, what are your thoughts on any of this? Do you love roaming cats and would like them to visit your house? Share your takes and stories in the comment section below!
And also be sure to visit example number one, example number two, example number three…
Not My Cat! I Guess She Heard I Feed Strays And Was Quite Demanding….later I Discovered She Was Eating For 4!
My House. My Porch. My Packages. Not My Cat. I Think This Is Part Of A New Program Through Amazon Prime... "Securikitteh". Because Nobody Messes With My Packages. N O B O D Y
Went To My Friend's House The Other Evening. She Went Through To The Kitchen To Make A Drink
Whilst she was in there, I shouted to her: “I think your cat likes me” she shouted back: “I don’t have a cat”, this is what she came back to.
My Kitchen…. Absolutely Not My Cat…. Think She’s Expecting Food?
Doing Dishes And Glance Out The Window These Are Not My Cats
My House, Not My Cat
I live in Phoenix, AZ.
In February 2019, we saw an orange blob on the house camera feeding from the feral cat feeding bowl. *start photos top left*
I posted on the Nextdoor app “hey, is this your cat?”... no reply for about two weeks so I kept posting daily pics. Short story, I finally found his owner and she said “yep, that’s my cat.” But Sam... he just would not stop hanging around our house - day in and day out... he would get in my car, he would lay on our doormat to be sure to not miss our arrivals, and many days of watch him on the ring doorbell sitting - staring.
I finally let him in. We called him Cinnamon. And he loved his new home. LOVED. I called the owner and she said “he chose you.”
We brushed him, he really blossomed and played and slept with the other pets.
I would post funny instagram stories of “random not my cat” things and multiple Facebook posts of “look at this crazy neighbors cat.”
In November, he grew ill, so I called his owner and said “Sam is sick... I just wanted you to know.”
My husband and I took him to the vet and they gave him a few days to live... so we went through his bucket list 1. Eat tuna, 2. sit in sunny window on forbidden kitchen counter, and finally 3. lay outside under the big tree where we brought him Squeeze Up treats and bowls of ice water.
Cinnamon/Sam lasted a week - kidney failure.
Sometimes - my house, not my cat... just isn’t what it seems. I still miss that freeloading fool. *end photos bottom right* November 2019 Love couldn’t save him
My Mom Sent Me This, Neither Of These Cats Belong To My Parents
one cat claimed the house and the other one is like "but I wanna be let in too :("
Hobocat, Pork Chops, And Friends
So those that have been following me and Hobo Cat... Hobo Cat now has brought a friend along .... who i have named Pork Chop.... Pork Chop is also not my cat... not quite as feral as Hobo Cat. But they eat together... Only arrive at night Never see them during the day... Pork Chop came late yesterday and brought a possum along which was eating next to Pork Chop... Hobo Cat sometimes arrives with a deer, which I posted pics of.. Some strangeness going on Opossum, raccoons, and Mr Fox now come as well
there's some kind of disney movie going on in your backyard or something lmao
She Is Not My Cat. She Is Chaos
This girl often sneaks into my house, eats my cats food, naps on my favorite chair and violently tries to style my morning bed head while try to peacefully drink coffee.
This Petite Démon Found A Cozy Place At My Car In A Rainy Evening, Then Found My Sofa And Tried To Eat My Soul
My Fireplace, My House, Not My Cat
My House, My Bedroom, My Bed. Not My Cat
The Little Fellow Has Become Cuddly Now … I Guess I Have A Cat. Kinda. It Turns Out He’s My Neighbor’s Cat And Lives With Two Other Cats. So He Basically Comes To My House For Some Piece And Quiet
Understandable, peace and quiet is needed for every living being
Not My Cat Caught Breaking Into My Bathroom. He's Very Cute, Very Rowdy And Didn't Apologize For Barging In
Why would he apologize for coming into his house?
My House, My Couch, My Partner, Wasn't My Cat
i loved that they specified "*wasn't* my cat", like they (rightfully) had a cat wander in and went "yeah we have a cat now I guess"
I Went To My Kitchen To Get My Washing Out Of The Machine And Feed My Cats, But Walked Into Five Cats In My Kitchen. I Only Have Three!
This Guy Started Showing Up A Few Months Ago. He Has A Collar On But No Tags. One Day I Decided To Put A Note On His Collar To See If He Had A Home. He Does! His Lovely Mom Text Me All About Him And Thinks It’s Great He Comes By For Naps And Hangouts With Me
We Generally Leave Our Bathroom Window Open At Night For Ventilation And Bathroom Door Shut To Keep The Rest Of The House From Getting Cold… Switched On The Light - Opened The Door
This Is Marley. Marley Is My Upstairs Neighbors' Cat. This Is My Couch. I Don't Think Marley Got The Memo
Our House, Not Our Cat
Me too! I keep hoping this will happen to me, but nada so far.
Load More Replies...The best thing about the majority of these posts is how comfortable the "not my cats" are. So many deeply relaxed, tummy fluff poses.
We moved into our house in summer 2018. We used to leave the back door open for fresh air, and a beautiful, senior fluffy gray cat would come in, every day. She'd claw at our couch, nap on the couch, accept treats... Sadly she passed away, but I think about her a lot. Now we have our own two cats!! A tuxedo cat with a mustache, and a black bobtail, in case anyone was wondering.. 😸
This is more of a My-Car-Not-My-Cat situation: apart from our stray & abused animals shelter, we also feed 11 cat colonies around Athens - one night, as we were returning to the shelter, we kept hearing a funny noise coming from the back of the car. A very pregnant cat that we had never seen before had snuck in the trunk and was actively giving birth to six (!) kittens.
HA! I got one of these kitties. He walked right in. He was chipped. We took him to his home. He came back again & again. We shared custody with his owners. Now, he's ours, got him all vetted, updated shots, yeah, he's ours now & everybody's happy. He will visit his other mom now & again, but comes home.😸💖😸
My takeaway is too many people just let their cats wander around outside without keeping track of them. Sad.
I was 10 when a beautiful tabby showed up at my house. We had bunnies and she seemed to like their company. She was so sweet.
I've got a 'not my cat' who is definitely my cat now. She used to belong to my sister's ex-girlfriend. The ex apparently raised her (the cat not my sister) from when she was a kitten. Her name is Mouse and for a few months I had absolutely no idea this cat even existed. I used to clean for my sister and at the time she had this gorgeous little tortoiseshell cat so any time I heard a meow, I always thought it was the tortie until I caught a glimpse of a tabby with white patches. That was always what I'd see, just a glimpse in the corner of my eye for over a year until one day she just bounded across my sister's bed to me and demanded to be petted. Then my sister broke up with her ex, the ex moved out, saying she'd come back for Mouse. She did not and now Mouse is my cat.
Heard something while saying goodbye to teenage girlfriend decades ago, late at night. There had been spring storms less than a day before. Called out, and the sweetest little cat came barging up to us. She was FAMISHED for water, apparently. We surmised she'd been somehow left behind by a family that moved away, because she seemed THRILLED to have humans loving on her. I gave a loving home to that little sweetpea for nearly 20 years. The local vet estimated her to be around 9 months old when she eneterd my life. She was one of those who'd curl up in my lap, purr like a chainsaw for an hour, then need to shake her head and spray her spit all over me and the room.
Bro tbh cats are magicians. They pop into your house without a trace.
i am so bemused by how common it seems to be for people to not have screens in their windows and to just leave their door open. is that just a not-american thing? also it goes without saying but please keep your cats indoors if at all possible, their lives are shortened by all the bad things they can encounter outside (outdoor cats live 3-5 years on average, indoor-only cats live 10+), and i assure you, they're wandering way farther than you think. your cat does not NEED to go outside if you've provided for it properly!
This girl showed up on our front fence after a big storm. She was filthy and starving. She was also friendly but wary. We asked around but no one claimed her. We figured she was dumped. The second pic is a couple of months later. Meet Mancha. Mancha-bef...f-jpeg.jpg
Our neighbor two doors down, her father passed and had a cat, so she took her in. Indoor/Outdoor cat. She's a dog person so having a cat wasn't really working out, plus she worked a lot of odd hours. Cat would run out quite often and other neighbors tried to coax her in, she wasn't having it apparently. One day, this cat decided we (to be specific, me) was where she wanted to be. Popped up at our sliding glass door and one of our other cats was making a fuss to scare her away. Didn't work. Gave her water and attention but wouldn't leave for most of the day or night, eventually fed her. One night it was going to be in the 20's so we brought her into my office with food, litter and a pillow. Took a picture of her and texted other neighbors, they all knew she was except for us. Then for the next five months its bring her back home and she escapes back to us. Eventually the owner says, "keep her, she obviously wants you". Next month she gets her shots, micro chipped, licensed, etc.
i found all my cats or they found me... whichever. found cats are the best!!
We lived in the country and had a cat who would not behave inside. We fed her/him on our porch. One night I opened the door to find a different cat eating there. As bold and confident as anything, she walked inside. She received a flea bath and a warm place to sleep. In the morning she was full of milk. I opened the door and she lead me to her kitten. The people 2 houses down assured me that there were more kittens and they should come with me because the landlord was a cat hater. We found the rest of the kittens in the woodpile and the only female from the litter still lives with me. One of her brothers lives with my sister in law.
Been there including the kitten package, Definitely not easy and totally chaotic. Thing have finally straightened out. Kittens got a great home and mama is fixed. The boys come for regular meals too. Over all one semi friendly boy with the other two do not allow for petting. One occasional possum too. But some bad neighbours that hate the kitties and will not hesitate to harass them every chance they get even bothering them on our property.
When I was a kid we were going for a walk in Western Australia (we did not live there) and this random kitten started following us. To my immense disappointment Dad opted to pick it up and deposit it in someone's backyard, but I like to think whoever lived there would later say of the purring bundle in their lap "yeah, I just found her in the garden one night!"
My not my cat, cat. A cat gave birth to 3 kittens on neighbor's back porch and dipped (don't know why). Asked me if I could take ultra runt. So smol, had autoimmune disorder and stayed kitten size - but acted like lion. Couldn't take the chance of her zipping out between my legs when I opened the door (she always tried) & getting pregnant, so had her spayed asap. Vet says to pick her up 10am next morning. Ok. (cont....).
Was 100% remote already, so adjusted Zooms accordingly. Kitteh was OWT - out. Set her up on her fave plushy and went to work. In middle of Zoom kitteh wakes up, p**sed, comes to find me to give me the talking to of a lifetime. Negotiation points screamingly accentuated by kitteh, who will. not. be. pacified. I announce to Zoom attendees: I'm sorry, I just got my kitteh fixed, and now she hates me with the passion of 10X suns.....*sigh* And there's *nothing* I can do about it!! *cue uproarious laughter*
Load More Replies...Me too! I keep hoping this will happen to me, but nada so far.
Load More Replies...The best thing about the majority of these posts is how comfortable the "not my cats" are. So many deeply relaxed, tummy fluff poses.
We moved into our house in summer 2018. We used to leave the back door open for fresh air, and a beautiful, senior fluffy gray cat would come in, every day. She'd claw at our couch, nap on the couch, accept treats... Sadly she passed away, but I think about her a lot. Now we have our own two cats!! A tuxedo cat with a mustache, and a black bobtail, in case anyone was wondering.. 😸
This is more of a My-Car-Not-My-Cat situation: apart from our stray & abused animals shelter, we also feed 11 cat colonies around Athens - one night, as we were returning to the shelter, we kept hearing a funny noise coming from the back of the car. A very pregnant cat that we had never seen before had snuck in the trunk and was actively giving birth to six (!) kittens.
HA! I got one of these kitties. He walked right in. He was chipped. We took him to his home. He came back again & again. We shared custody with his owners. Now, he's ours, got him all vetted, updated shots, yeah, he's ours now & everybody's happy. He will visit his other mom now & again, but comes home.😸💖😸
My takeaway is too many people just let their cats wander around outside without keeping track of them. Sad.
I was 10 when a beautiful tabby showed up at my house. We had bunnies and she seemed to like their company. She was so sweet.
I've got a 'not my cat' who is definitely my cat now. She used to belong to my sister's ex-girlfriend. The ex apparently raised her (the cat not my sister) from when she was a kitten. Her name is Mouse and for a few months I had absolutely no idea this cat even existed. I used to clean for my sister and at the time she had this gorgeous little tortoiseshell cat so any time I heard a meow, I always thought it was the tortie until I caught a glimpse of a tabby with white patches. That was always what I'd see, just a glimpse in the corner of my eye for over a year until one day she just bounded across my sister's bed to me and demanded to be petted. Then my sister broke up with her ex, the ex moved out, saying she'd come back for Mouse. She did not and now Mouse is my cat.
Heard something while saying goodbye to teenage girlfriend decades ago, late at night. There had been spring storms less than a day before. Called out, and the sweetest little cat came barging up to us. She was FAMISHED for water, apparently. We surmised she'd been somehow left behind by a family that moved away, because she seemed THRILLED to have humans loving on her. I gave a loving home to that little sweetpea for nearly 20 years. The local vet estimated her to be around 9 months old when she eneterd my life. She was one of those who'd curl up in my lap, purr like a chainsaw for an hour, then need to shake her head and spray her spit all over me and the room.
Bro tbh cats are magicians. They pop into your house without a trace.
i am so bemused by how common it seems to be for people to not have screens in their windows and to just leave their door open. is that just a not-american thing? also it goes without saying but please keep your cats indoors if at all possible, their lives are shortened by all the bad things they can encounter outside (outdoor cats live 3-5 years on average, indoor-only cats live 10+), and i assure you, they're wandering way farther than you think. your cat does not NEED to go outside if you've provided for it properly!
This girl showed up on our front fence after a big storm. She was filthy and starving. She was also friendly but wary. We asked around but no one claimed her. We figured she was dumped. The second pic is a couple of months later. Meet Mancha. Mancha-bef...f-jpeg.jpg
Our neighbor two doors down, her father passed and had a cat, so she took her in. Indoor/Outdoor cat. She's a dog person so having a cat wasn't really working out, plus she worked a lot of odd hours. Cat would run out quite often and other neighbors tried to coax her in, she wasn't having it apparently. One day, this cat decided we (to be specific, me) was where she wanted to be. Popped up at our sliding glass door and one of our other cats was making a fuss to scare her away. Didn't work. Gave her water and attention but wouldn't leave for most of the day or night, eventually fed her. One night it was going to be in the 20's so we brought her into my office with food, litter and a pillow. Took a picture of her and texted other neighbors, they all knew she was except for us. Then for the next five months its bring her back home and she escapes back to us. Eventually the owner says, "keep her, she obviously wants you". Next month she gets her shots, micro chipped, licensed, etc.
i found all my cats or they found me... whichever. found cats are the best!!
We lived in the country and had a cat who would not behave inside. We fed her/him on our porch. One night I opened the door to find a different cat eating there. As bold and confident as anything, she walked inside. She received a flea bath and a warm place to sleep. In the morning she was full of milk. I opened the door and she lead me to her kitten. The people 2 houses down assured me that there were more kittens and they should come with me because the landlord was a cat hater. We found the rest of the kittens in the woodpile and the only female from the litter still lives with me. One of her brothers lives with my sister in law.
Been there including the kitten package, Definitely not easy and totally chaotic. Thing have finally straightened out. Kittens got a great home and mama is fixed. The boys come for regular meals too. Over all one semi friendly boy with the other two do not allow for petting. One occasional possum too. But some bad neighbours that hate the kitties and will not hesitate to harass them every chance they get even bothering them on our property.
When I was a kid we were going for a walk in Western Australia (we did not live there) and this random kitten started following us. To my immense disappointment Dad opted to pick it up and deposit it in someone's backyard, but I like to think whoever lived there would later say of the purring bundle in their lap "yeah, I just found her in the garden one night!"
My not my cat, cat. A cat gave birth to 3 kittens on neighbor's back porch and dipped (don't know why). Asked me if I could take ultra runt. So smol, had autoimmune disorder and stayed kitten size - but acted like lion. Couldn't take the chance of her zipping out between my legs when I opened the door (she always tried) & getting pregnant, so had her spayed asap. Vet says to pick her up 10am next morning. Ok. (cont....).
Was 100% remote already, so adjusted Zooms accordingly. Kitteh was OWT - out. Set her up on her fave plushy and went to work. In middle of Zoom kitteh wakes up, p**sed, comes to find me to give me the talking to of a lifetime. Negotiation points screamingly accentuated by kitteh, who will. not. be. pacified. I announce to Zoom attendees: I'm sorry, I just got my kitteh fixed, and now she hates me with the passion of 10X suns.....*sigh* And there's *nothing* I can do about it!! *cue uproarious laughter*
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