I went outside a couple mornings ago to let my dog out to pee and this rascal just appeared out of thin air, muddy and covered in bugs and bites, I’m assuming malnourished as well. I haven’t a clue how old he is nor how to take care of a kitten. (I did a lot of Google and YouTube though).

He has a vet appointment now on Thursday (soonest I could get him in). In the meantime I gave him as thorough a bath I could with Dawn dish soap (I know it works on ducks… hope it’s fine for cats) and gently picked all the bugs out of his fur.

I went to my local Walmart and got kitten branded wet and dry food and some bowls. He’s too small to get in a normal litter box so I just got some tin baking pans I’m using for now…

I haven’t had a cat. I don’t know what I’m doing, but he is inseparable from me after just a couple days so I guess he’s better off with me than on the streets.

Over seven pounds. Made of teeth, claws and fluff. Whiskers for days, loves to use them to wake me up, followed by pouncing because I flinched. Very rude. Absolute demon. Utterly adored.

He’s a mama’s boy, that’s for damn sure. He’s moments away from leaping into my arms when I get home, and I’m desperate to encourage him to do so but my dogs think I’m encouraging them to jump on me, too.

Oh, and the dogs. This cat and his dogs. Otis is the only one he respects (yes, that means he does not respect me), and Meatball is the one he loves to torment because Meatball won’t defend himself against the big bad baby kitty.

The cat distribution system strikes again. She was shivering, starving, and crying her little heart out. She was in my neighbors bushes. She ran and hid at first so my daughter took some food out for her and she ran up to it quickly. She is super sweet and already making a ton of biscuits in the warm soft bed. Id what this girl went through because it looks like someone had cut her whiskers. I already have 4 so my mom is going to take her. She already has a name, Petunia. She just needs a good bath.

I knew nothing about cats and was a lifelong dog person, but how could I say no to that face? Mouse (named by my younger sisters) was 1 of 3 stray siblings who were born in a brush pile across the street from my childhood house in the late winter (I wish so badly I knew her actual birthday) of 2021. She was the only one with a whisper of confidence that I built up by sitting with her for hours on end outside after I would get off working my awful restaurant job. I honestly think interacting with her so much as a very young kitten is why she is unbelievably docile now. I can cut her nails without her caring, stick my fingers in her mouth if need be (she looooooooves chewing on everything she shouldn’t,) and I almost never worry about her misbehaving. When I finally made the leap and made her a permanent indoor cat, she didn’t go to the bathroom at all for FOUR DAYS because she was so confused, but found her way to her first ever litterbox like a pro. I was so panicked that entire time period that I was gonna stress her to death. She loves attention (see her 1st and most recent glamour shots in slides 3/4) and every one of my cat parent friends is shocked by how vocal she is. Love her to the moon and back.

I had just finished taking my college midterms and saw a text from both my brother and his wife which was weird because they don’t text me for no reason. I responded and immediately they both sent a picture of a black kitten and said someone dumped a kitten in their yard. A black kitten. During October. So, my boyfriend and I loaded up a crate and got kitten food and went to my brothers. We now have another addition to the family! It’s been about two weeks now, and our other cat is finally coming around to him! Meet Momo!

Also he is outside in the second pic because that was the one my brother took.

This kitty was distributed to me the other day. We kept hearing a small meow, unsure where it was coming from. She was in a tree screaming for help near the 4 lane highway by my house. Upon researching the neighborhood fb group, she didn’t have an owner. Not sure if she was dumped here as it happens a lot in my area. It was about to rain, and she just let us grab her. Ultimately, she’s ended up being the cuddliest cat ever and my daughter named her Nori. I guess we’re just gonna keep her since she’s obviously comfortable here.

Found this almost 6 week old kitten in a bush out front of my house, he was scared and ran into a neighbor's engine, I successfully extracted him in July, now he is an almost 20 week old handsome house cat! He had a few medical issues that have been cleared up and now lives in the comfort and peace of a home! He is a good boy!

He is now getting introduced to his older brothers - 2 4y/o boys - and they are taking to him well. Slow introductions, then he will have full reign of the house with King Richard and Master Donald - aka The Boys.

I was previously awarded Noor - posted here https://www.reddit.com/r/CatDistributionSystem/s/4ToMIo7x2U

And I always wondered where his siblings or parents were. There is a male all white cat who frequents our car park although he’s too skittish to ever approach me. Never found mum or any other kittens.

In our car park, there’s an Airbnb on the ground floor with a sofa on the terrace. It’s typically used as a party Airbnb with lots of drug use and fights happening. We’ve had an almighty storm here in England and the first night, walking into the block, I see this little one curled up on the Airbnb sofa cuddled in between the cushions and meowing at me like she needed help. I couldn’t leave her out given the weather. So, off I went. Hijab in tact - scrambling onto this Airbnb terrace like some type of awkward ninja to get her.

Because I already have Noor in my studio apartment (that already doesn’t allow animals but 🤫) and he’s still got some health stuff we are working on, I had nowhere to put her without risking both of their health. Thankfully the caretaker said I could keep her temporarily in the maintenance cupboard opposite my apartment door!!!

Went to the vets, not chipped, and also… pregnant!
I’ll be damned if I let another batch of kittens be born out in this freezing English winter.

Spoke to some neighbours and they said she wouldn’t come near them even with food. But with me, I’ve never seen a more affectionate kitty. Whilst you’re stroking her, if she sees your spare hand idle, she rushes towards it and demands both hands stroking at all times 😂 she also does air biscuits - lying on her back, which I’m guessing is because her growing belly is uncomfortable for her bless her.

She couldn’t stay in the maintenance cupboard for long, so we managed to get her homed with an elderly lady who’s converted her home into a cat sanctuary. She had a few days bed and board with us, and then this morning went off to be with the crazy cat lady, where she will be very loved and looked after and her soon to arrive kittens will be rehomed ❤️

She would meow for me across the hall, and little Noor would sit by the front door and meow back to her. I can’t help but wonder if she’s either Mum, or maybe an older sibling. Either way, I’m honoured. Husband was giving me heavy side eye, as he’s only just come round to keeping Noor hahaha. But she’s in the best place possible now. Everyone wish her a healthy pregnancy and a long life with lots of loving ❤️

Now if the CDS may kindly use the postal redirect service?…

Meet Hamlint, so named because at first we weren’t sure if she would to be or not to be and because her baby-self looked just like a handful of dryer lint. The CDS gave her to us in June in the middle of the night, cold to the touch, huddled in bushes in a stadium parking lot’s landscaping which we were alerted to because a dog walker spotted her and posted hoping to find a rescuer. The emergency vet estimated she was 1.5-2 weeks old, noting multiple deep puncture wounds, speculated a predator had carried her off then dropped her. I went back the next day looking for mama and littermates but Hamlint was alone.

Several weeks doing round the clock feedings and medications, more vet visits, we lived in daily fear she wasn’t going to make it but she did. She lost most of her right ear to her early adventures but is healthy and the most fearless cat in the house.

I wanted to update everyone on Sir Isaac’s journey into domesticity.

He is the smartest, most emotionally intelligent animal I’ve ever known. He has not only learned litterbox manners, but also has negotiated peace with my THREE chihuahuas, now able to wander the house unhindered.

I am so proud of my beautiful fur children. 🩷

Isaac comes inside for his breakfast and dinner, and meows politely to go outside once he is finished eating, napping, and cuddling. Sometimes he spends the night. It’s up to him.

Meanwhile, his insulated house is stuffed with straw and an appropriate heating pad, the outdoor water dish has been turned “on”. Life is GOOD.

The CDS has blessed me not once, but twice in a month! Tabby girl fell right on the street from under the hood of a car on the 20th of September. Little boy was found roaming the streets all by himself on a rainy day almost a month later. They're both enjoying soft pillows and delicious treats in their forever home.

They have both been taken to the vet right away and have a clean bill of health, and will be neutered when reach the appropriate agr for that.

P. S. Unfortunately no banana for scale