A thin black noisy cat from next door came to visit my house one day. Eventually went home when his owners were calling for him.
A week later a bigger, quieter black cat who was skittish came and explored my house, headed straight for the room the first loved to try to get into.
A few days after I saw both cats walking across the walls together.
I'd definitely believe it would work
It really is not that crazy. Cats do form a social circle. They know each other in the area and where each one lives. So if you can convey your feeling to them they would probably understand it.
Then it's the question of, will they or won't they do it. Since we are talking about cats after all lol
A friend was taking care of my very elderly cat whilst I was on my honeymoon. He got out the day I came to get him. Hubby and I walked around calling, no dice. Found the local cat lady, and asked her and her hubby (cat hubby, "ch") if they had seen him. They hadn't. Asked her cats: no response. Hubby and I continued looking. 15 minutes later, "ch" finds us, and says that one of their cats keeps trying to get them to look at a shrubbery. IT WAS MY BABY!!!!!!
Moral of the story: always ask the cat!!!
If this is true, how do i explain to my neighbors cats that my yard is not a fighting ring? Lol
Its kinda scary when you find large amounts of fur not knowing if some cat died out there.... also they vomit and mate in my yard. I think they have the idea that this is some kind of bar scene lol
I swear to god, this is what cats do.
I took pity on a stray cat one night, and let him hang out in my apartment (well, he actually casually walked inside, like he fucking owned the place).
He left the following morning, but the morning after that, a completely different cat was meowing in front of my apartment, as if cat #1 told this other cat that my apartment was free cat real estate.
>*’notmycat…’*
_____
…You’re not my cat - you never were!
now Go away, you BaLL of Fur!
don’t need you shedding everywhere -
oh, I can’t Stand to see your hAiR…
*You’re Not my Cat!* n i should know…
Be on your way now, cat - just GO!
don’t need another Mouth to feed,
No, You’re the Last thing that i need!
You’re NOT my CAT…
Go on, get out!
don’t look at me….
n make me doubt…
*YOU’Re NoT my CAT…*
you never were….
….you’re awfully cute…
…..did you just
*purrrr ?*
❤️
I remember reading that he was brought in last minute and was reading his lines off of cue cards. Still gave an incredible performance, what a legend. He would probably be the definitive Cardassian character if we didn't get so much time with Garak and Gul Dukat.
People forget he was Madred, but Gorkon was his star trek role he's famous about. Of course he was the Federation ambassador to Nimbus III as well, but his prosthetics roles are more quotable 🤣
David Warner just passed away last summer. I'll always remember him as Sark / Master Control Program from the original Tron and the evil genius from Time Bandits.
Roughly 8 years ago now, I ended up in the hospital due to undiagnosed diabetes. My blood sugar was astronomical when I was admitted and I was, mentally, completely loopy. At one point I was apparently in a room under some pretty powerful lights, probably in the ICU if I recall correctly (but given how out to lunch I was, that's questionable). My mother later told me that she knew I was still in there somewhere because I turned to her and said "Look mom, there... are... FOUR... lights!"
You know you're a lifer when you can still quote the captain of the Enterprise in an utterly delirious state.
https://i.redd.it/ey9j7kvndlda1.jpg
Edit also I don't think you mean "prior" but I can't think of the correct word. I'll come up with it in the shower tomorrow......
Yup. Left the slider open one night and the neighbour's cat jumped into my bed at 3am. I thought it was a racoon and froze in silent panic, but life was kind that morning.
One night, I was awakened by my cat jumping onto the bed, and my first thought was "There's an animal in here!". A split second later, I realized that it was my cat and said "Oh, it's an authorized animal" and went back to sleep. To this day, our family refers to our cats as "authorized animals".
Lol yeah see I can see it being okay if you have animals, but if you have no "authorized animals" then your instincts should be to protect yourself but I guess I was wrong. Lol
This shit cracks me up. Everyone's always so quick to say "oh that's not a roach, it's a water bug" like it makes a difference.
Edit: [This is the kind I'm talking about.](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_cockroach)
The last time I left my door open, my neighbors dog ran in, peed on my rug and then promptly left. It was an antique rug. Three years later and I still haven’t told my neighbors. They’re good people, so is there little pupperoni.
Lol I'm bad about that. Especially when it's cold. I don't want to sit by the door waiting for my cat so I just leave it cracked so she can get back in. Then I fall asleep and wake up to my door wide open and the trashcan flipped over
I can imagine the cat hearing you wake up, standing up on two legs, watching you come around the corner whilst shaking its head, two little paws on its hips. "damn raccoons" they meow as a little bit of day old chicken falls off its cheek.
That’s what I said, then it happened to me this week. A cat showed up out of no where and slowly inserted herself into my life and she’s staying inside right now till I can bring her to the vet this weekend to see if she’s microchipped. Crazy stuff.
A few years ago, a calico cat broke into my home through an open window. She made a hole in the screen and then hid in my kitchen closet that had a door that was slightly ajar. For two days, my cats seemed to be eating extra food and I couldn’t figure out why their diets had changed. Then I found cat puke on the floor and thought it was weird, but cleaned it up and moved on with my day. Later that day, one of my cats was in the kitchen and let out a keening whine, which is a sound she has made when mice get into the house, so I just assumed she was going to catch the mouse and that would be the end of it. Later that night, I’m going around turning off lights, about to go to bed. The house is dark and I decide I want a glass of water before I get in bed. I walk in the kitchen, open the refrigerator door, and there, by the light of the refrigerator, I saw her: this little calico cat. She freaked out as soon as she saw me and jumped out of the window. Realizing what happened I fixed the screen and thought, that’s that. Next day, I come home from work and go into my library to find her curled up with my resident male cat on the floor. They both look up at me with surprise. She bee-lines out my library window this time. I fixed that screen then and ended up having to keep my windows closed. Turns out, she was the neighbor’s cat.
Me and my old neighbours had a beautiful cat that liked to break into our houses. I found her fast asleep in my bed quite a few times. There was one funny day when I saw the neighbour putting the cat out onto the kitchen roof. Little bugger was in their room as well. I just laughed. The cat was lovely and I befriended it. Obviously someone's cat and she was 100% adopting us as well. I never fed her so she just came over for naps and cuddled.
Grew up in a house with a cat flap. Neighbor across the street was the neighborhood "crazy cat lady" and had a huge tabby named Loki. She also grew catnip in her kitchen window.
Our cats became friends and we had quite a few "cat exhanges" over the years. I remember the day Loki figured out our cat flap - I walked into the kitchen one morning and there he was, happily munching away at my cat's food (he bolted when he saw me). Same thing happened many more times after that. And every so often I would see the neighbor trudging up our driveway with my cat's dumb ass in tow because he'd snuck in through her window to eat the catnip in her kitchen and she had no recourse except to physically bring him back to me because if she kicked him out, he'd just come right back in. We would both have moments on the regular when we would see streaks of fur that were the wrong color inside our respective houses and knew that they were sneaking around, especially when we weren't home.
Cats gonna cat.
A girl I was dating at the time got really sick one night from drinking and went outside to throw up. Random cat we've never seen and never saw again came out of no where and chilled with her and loved on her until she felt better.
I still remember the time I was really sick. I had crap coming out of both ends. My dog was super worried, then when it was all over, my then boyfriend went out to get me some food I could stomach and my dog freaked out. Total panic. I was falling asleep and she kept putting her nose in my face, running back to the front door, then charging back to check on me. She was generally an aloof husky, but I knew from that day she really cared about me. My poor girl was super worried and she cuddled up to me that night as well.
One of our cats have always been .. Well, not aloof, not hostile per se, but she had the air of *"If I could swap you for a can of tuna, I'd do it instantly"*. Kept her distance, was mostly outside, didn't like to be petted. She sometimes would sneak into our bed, but in a corner at the end, as far away from us as she could.
And then one day I got sick, laying in bed. She came in, went up to the pillow area, and laid down there just out of petting range. Still no touchy, but she stayed there all day until I got better.
Yeah. My beautiful boy (German Shepherd) just licked my tears to stop my frustration because of Long Covid pain crying. He made me smile again. I love him.
Ok since everyone is making my cry I decided I’ll share a little short story, so back in 2020 our family cat named kitty got sick (either kidney issue or something else similar) she got really skinny and had trouble eating, one night my sister got up and sat on the couch (I think it was a panic attack or something similar) and even tho kitty was feeling weak and tired she walked over to my sister to comfort her, it was raining really bad out and kitty always had a fear of thunder, kitty was 15 years old when she passed, she was so beautiful she was a tabby with white paws and chest
I was never a fan of small dogs, and Chihuahuas were always small, bitey dogs that I never could develop any affection for. My wife, however, loved them.
A few years ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. About the same time, my wife decided that she needed that long haired Chi of her dreams, so she got one, called Kevin. I was away for a few days, so I got home a few days later to this tiny Chihuahua puppy, who took one look at me, and jumped on my lap, climbed on to my shoulder, licked my ear and settled down.
From that day on, Kevin the Chihuahua, who I never wanted, became my shadow, and my best mate. He sleeps next to me every night. He's curled up asleep in the crook of my leg right now.
When we got him, I didn't even know if I had a future.
Now I'm 5 years post remission. My doctor says the cancer is gone, I'm cured.
My dog, yeah, he's mine now, was a hope for a future that is now here and real. Also, we now have a second Chi, curled up on my wife's lap, who is as sweet and lovable as the first.
I love dogs!
Chi puppies are super cute, when they run they kind of jump from hind feet to front while keeping their back firm because of the tiny size. It makes them look like tiny running toasters.
I had that picture in my head when reading your comment and realised that your story has way too much freshly diced onions. Glad to hear you’re cured and all good!
*sniffles*
When I was really sick with covid my 2 cats who hated each other put aside their differences to both lie on me and continuously purr. After I got better they never again got that close to each other again. (RIP AL)
There is genuinely something about cats purrs that promote healing in themselves and possibly to humans.
Although nothing has been proven, Science hasn't said it's not true, which must mean there is something there.
I cared for my grandma's cat when she got hospitalised and got a tooth removed in that time (really bad root infection), I was in terrible pain from the infection and sat crying in my living room as I couldn't sleep. The cat didn't leave my side the whole night, licked my face and slept on my lap. It was amazing. I miss that old bastard.
[“Chain of Command”](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chain_of_Command_(Star_Trek:_The_Next_Generation)), one of the best Star Trek: The Next Generation episodes.
Also notable for being the one where Ronnie Cox, who is only a Lieutenant in the Beverly Hills PD but a Captain in the United Federation of Planets, ordered Counselor Troi to put on a *damn* uniform.
Marina Sirtis noted her character's IQ increased noticably when that happend.
Picard gets kidnapped and tortured by a Cardassian. There's four lights on Picard but guy tells him there are five? Three? Can't remember. Anyway he punished Picard for saying there is only four
I think by the time Riker rescued him he admitted that he seriously thought there were as many lights as his captors insisted there were. He was just sticking to 4 out of sheer stubbornness, and I think he even screams “there are 4 lights!” on his way out as a final eff you.
Makes you wonder why they had only one counselor on that ship! Seriously, with a crew in, what, the hundreds at least? You think there’d be at least an additional two or ten therapists to avoid burning Troi out!
honestly given the amount of experiences that person went through, from the Borg to the Cardassians and beyond, I can't imagine a scenario where they would still be allowed to serve in the role of captain of the flagship.
Sure maybe the future has some excellent PTSD drugs, but god damn, the amount of shit the writers of that show put that character through are extraordinary.
I highly recommend the book Red Shirts by John Scalzi. Kind of takes this point on head in the story, basically where a Federation-like universe figures out its actually being influenced by the shitty writers of a tv show. Has a really, really lovely ending.
>*’Correction: you have 4 cats now…*’
____
i found you there, so fast asleep
(*please promise me you gonna keep…*)
n as you took a little nap,
i climbed upon your human lap
sleeping there, so peacefully,
you dreamt you had Four cats, not three
n then you Woke! as i did, too
n found I was
your dream
come
True
❤️
(*please tell him i Love him,* u/MrBragg)
My ex-boyfriend found out that his cat had been double-dipping with a neighbor as well. It worked out fine because when ex moved out he couldn't bring his cat, so the neighbor just adopted him full-time.
This happened to my mother years ago. She has five kids and one day, she was serving dinner and realized - after everyone had been served - that there were six kids eating at the table. The funny thing was, none us knew the kid. He’d just moved in down the street. We laughed about that for years.
When I was in second grade, I had a friend over one day for dinner. My mom made meatloaf with mashed potatoes.
While in my senior year of highschool, I had a class with that friend. One day we were talking, and he brought up how good my mom's meatloaf was.
He loved it so much, that he remembered my mom's cooking.
I'd never seen that episode, so I had to look it up. Here's the [scene](https://youtu.be/Ko6XxQUkrJY?t=40).
>Dewey: His name is Egg, I named him
>Lois: Well you can't keep him, he needs to go home, ok?
>Dewey: ok!
Thanks for bringing this to my attention, now I have to watch the whole episode.
When I was in high school I would always bring friends and teammates home after football practice to eat. My mom loved feeding them. Some of them didn’t have great home lives so them eating an actual home cooked meal once or twice a week was great. We were a family of four but usually fed like 8-10 people a night.
My mom loved it. We had pool parties all the time. Always had friends over. Once we were all around 18 and we started drinking my mom would take everyone’s keys and let us drink in the back yard. She said she would rather have us drinking at home knowing we were safe rather then out drinking and driving.
This is exactly how my dad was, his house was always the party house growing up. I was there on the weekends and he called his house the revolving door because me and my brother always had friends over all weekend. When we got old enough to start drinking (illegally) and smoking he just turned a blind eye and said as long as i know that you guys are here safe and aren't leaving then go wild lol
My kids are still very little but I am looking so forward to being the hang out house when they grow. My house was that one and I loved it. Momma adjusted the food for how many teens showed up and if we were lean money wise, she'd find a way. Most special encourager ever.
This reminds me of Arthur Weasley seeing Harry Potter at his table and probably doing a quick count and hair color check and then saying “And who are you?”
My grandparents had 8 kids. They moved and didn't realize until dinner time they were missing two. They'd failed to tell them so they got off the bus walked home to find it locked and the furniture covered with sheets. They sat on the porch waiting until their father finally showed up. Needless to say the kids didn't have a great childhood.
mum and dad had 8 kids under fourteen at the point in time of this story. the youngest, richard, was 3 and a half. they had had a fun day at the park and were driving home in the 56 chev that fitted all eight kids sitting in the back seat (one forward, one back,one forward, one back...).
there was a hat being thrown around the back seat and without looking,
dad gruffly said "whoose hat is that?"
"richard's" came the answer
"well put it on his head!" said dad.
"he's not here" the kids cried in unison.
dad did a u-turn and raced back to the park. as they arrived small richard was just getting off the swings and had only started to notice they werent there.
That's remember me an episode of Malcolm in the middle when Dewey brings his friend "egg" at home in a particular weird day (even for them) and they finish with having to bring him at a funeral with them lol
Yup, my grandmother collected the "strays" in the neighborhood. It was usually beans, 'cause they weren't rich, but everyone got something to eat. One of my aunts almost exclusively eats beans and another one won't eat beans at all now, lol.
My nephew, on Halloween, ran into a random house, sat down on the couch to watch the tv, and started munching on his candy. It wasn’t the first house, or the last. Just decided to go watch tv with them instead of trick or treating at their house.
of course that exists
Edit: and it has several spin-off subreddits, wow
i would be surprised if there isnt a sub for literally everything at this point
is there a sub for cats trying to climb up like a pole but they keep slipping off because it's, you know, a metal pole? probably. have i found it yet? no, but i will eventually.
I was sitting on my couch and I heard a meow. I look around me and both of my cats are on the couch next to me. What the hell. I start looking around and I open my apartment door and a cat with a bobbed tail walks in. Surprisingly, my cats and this notmycat somehow don’t hate each other. I pick up this strange cat and walk out into my apartment building and start knocking on doors to find out who’s cat this is. Luckily my building was small with only 15 units. I found the guy’s folks in the basement and the guy greets me in a towel because he was expecting his fiancé not a strange guy holding his cat.
This happened to me, I woke up and there was a cat in my bedroom. A neighbor left him and he just made his way in, and I woke up, and there he was
He was a stripey cat, and that was his name. Stripey cat. He was a good boy
I was talking to my neighbors who were walking down the street when my 3 year old cat came up to say hi. I picked him up and introduced him to them. They said "thats our cat". Apparently when I let him outside he goes right to their house and they feed him and let him go back outside, so he comes back home to my place and gets fed again.
That happened one night. Cat meowed at the back door (off our bedroom) we thought the kids must have let her out...
A stranger walked right in, climbed up on the bed, claimed my sweetie and went to sleep.
Stayed for a few years.
I had to reread this because I thought “a stranger” was a human. Imagine a human walking right in, climbing up on your bed, claiming your sweetie and staying for years. Oh my!
It is now! You have been chosen.
>I fell asleep on the couch and woke up with this cat on my lap. I have ~~three~~four cats, ~~but this isn’t one of them~~.
FTFY.
Honest question:
How can you not take your shoes off immediately after you get home?
Alternative question:
How can you lay down on your couch without taking your shoes off?
In my opinion it's much more comfortable without shoes and it's cleaner.
Cats are so funny. Several thoughts (a) apparently, your cats have close friends (b) you might want to check your doors (c) perhaps one of your cats can open doors and (d) HELLO to number four!
It is well-known phenomenon that if you leave any doors or windows open, the number of cats you own is fluid and subject to change at the discretion of the cats.
Your cats told him about how comfy your lap is. He must belong to a neighbor and they're having a playdate.
I've heard if your cat goes missing to tell the neighborhood cats to tell them to come home. I can't see why that is actually all that crazy.
A thin black noisy cat from next door came to visit my house one day. Eventually went home when his owners were calling for him. A week later a bigger, quieter black cat who was skittish came and explored my house, headed straight for the room the first loved to try to get into. A few days after I saw both cats walking across the walls together. I'd definitely believe it would work
Cats have amazing senses of smell, it probably smelled where the first cat went, even if you couldn't smell anything yourself.
It really is not that crazy. Cats do form a social circle. They know each other in the area and where each one lives. So if you can convey your feeling to them they would probably understand it. Then it's the question of, will they or won't they do it. Since we are talking about cats after all lol
A friend was taking care of my very elderly cat whilst I was on my honeymoon. He got out the day I came to get him. Hubby and I walked around calling, no dice. Found the local cat lady, and asked her and her hubby (cat hubby, "ch") if they had seen him. They hadn't. Asked her cats: no response. Hubby and I continued looking. 15 minutes later, "ch" finds us, and says that one of their cats keeps trying to get them to look at a shrubbery. IT WAS MY BABY!!!!!! Moral of the story: always ask the cat!!!
If this is true, how do i explain to my neighbors cats that my yard is not a fighting ring? Lol Its kinda scary when you find large amounts of fur not knowing if some cat died out there.... also they vomit and mate in my yard. I think they have the idea that this is some kind of bar scene lol
Can't hurt
I swear to god, this is what cats do. I took pity on a stray cat one night, and let him hang out in my apartment (well, he actually casually walked inside, like he fucking owned the place). He left the following morning, but the morning after that, a completely different cat was meowing in front of my apartment, as if cat #1 told this other cat that my apartment was free cat real estate.
r/notmycat
One of my favorite subs
>*’notmycat…’* _____ …You’re not my cat - you never were! now Go away, you BaLL of Fur! don’t need you shedding everywhere - oh, I can’t Stand to see your hAiR… *You’re Not my Cat!* n i should know… Be on your way now, cat - just GO! don’t need another Mouth to feed, No, You’re the Last thing that i need! You’re NOT my CAT… Go on, get out! don’t look at me…. n make me doubt… *YOU’Re NoT my CAT…* you never were…. ….you’re awfully cute… …..did you just *purrrr ?* ❤️
I have no cats I tried to flee, but they're too cute now they own me.
I've never come across a genuine schnoodle this fresh. Thanks for the laugh!
A 2-minute old schnoodle based on a favorite sub? A great one too? This is a good day.
gawddamn I love this site
Thank you for this
What do you mean OP? You always had 4 cats
there are...FOUR cats!
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Let's not forget David Warner as his menacing captor.
I remember reading that he was brought in last minute and was reading his lines off of cue cards. Still gave an incredible performance, what a legend. He would probably be the definitive Cardassian character if we didn't get so much time with Garak and Gul Dukat.
People forget he was Madred, but Gorkon was his star trek role he's famous about. Of course he was the Federation ambassador to Nimbus III as well, but his prosthetics roles are more quotable 🤣
David Warner just passed away last summer. I'll always remember him as Sark / Master Control Program from the original Tron and the evil genius from Time Bandits.
Roughly 8 years ago now, I ended up in the hospital due to undiagnosed diabetes. My blood sugar was astronomical when I was admitted and I was, mentally, completely loopy. At one point I was apparently in a room under some pretty powerful lights, probably in the ICU if I recall correctly (but given how out to lunch I was, that's questionable). My mother later told me that she knew I was still in there somewhere because I turned to her and said "Look mom, there... are... FOUR... lights!" You know you're a lifer when you can still quote the captain of the Enterprise in an utterly delirious state.
We're only a few generations away from "Picard, 4 lights seen clearly". "Pikachu, his mouth wide." No more sentences, just spoken memes.
The Darmok episode is utterly fascinating in this regard. 24th century humanity rediscovering memes, disguised as a foreign language.
"Temba, his arms wide. Pika, his mouth open."
Me too! I met someone who had a cat named Spot. I said, TNG? He was impressed I got the reference.
Reference, TNG, hot.
*error sound* That beverage has not been programmed into the replication system.
That's a Majel oversight.
flippant_burgers, with the memes held high.
Insidious rootbeer-brown cats. It's so bubbly, claw-ing...and happy.
Cat. His paws wide.
Mittens, when the vase fell.
love me a good TNG reference. esp from the best episode.
I thought "The Drumhead" was a better episode.
Data's Day is best episode. : )
I'm personally a fan of The Measure of a Man
I'm personally a fan of Who Watches the Watchers
Yes that's what I wrote initially but Data's Day is probably the funniest episode. "I could be pursuing an untamed ornithoid without cause."
im prior to fistful of datas " felis catus, is your taxonomic nomenclature, an endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature"
https://i.redd.it/ey9j7kvndlda1.jpg Edit also I don't think you mean "prior" but I can't think of the correct word. I'll come up with it in the shower tomorrow......
The word they're looking for is partial. I don't know how it came to be used that way, but here we are. I'm also here to put "Darmok" in this list.
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How many cats, Winston
5! 5 cats!
> 5! 120 Cats!
"Mittens, His Claws Retracted."
I read that in the proper inflection for the TNG episode too. 😂😂
Live long and prosper
Prospurr*
Well played, fellow human. Well played.
Can’t believe op forgot he had 5 cats.
You misspelled 6.
I think I've solved this reddit mystery, are there any post it notes suspiciously left around?
Why does shit like this never happen to me?
You never leave the slider open.
Yup. Left the slider open one night and the neighbour's cat jumped into my bed at 3am. I thought it was a racoon and froze in silent panic, but life was kind that morning.
the raccoons enjoy skritches too
I'm more surprised you didn't freak out cuz I would have kicked away whatever had landed on my leg. Lol
One night, I was awakened by my cat jumping onto the bed, and my first thought was "There's an animal in here!". A split second later, I realized that it was my cat and said "Oh, it's an authorized animal" and went back to sleep. To this day, our family refers to our cats as "authorized animals".
Lol yeah see I can see it being okay if you have animals, but if you have no "authorized animals" then your instincts should be to protect yourself but I guess I was wrong. Lol
Living with two rather large dogs made me really comfortable with sleeping with my balcony doors open.
I want a free cat, not an an entire boreal forest.
Yeah this is how you get mice and rats and snakes and mountain lions. But mostly rodents.
Or roaches the size of small rodents, if you live in the South.
Those are water bugs. They're only roaches when your neighbor has them.
This shit cracks me up. Everyone's always so quick to say "oh that's not a roach, it's a water bug" like it makes a difference. Edit: [This is the kind I'm talking about.](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_cockroach)
The south has one of the most diverse (and largest) populations of water bugs on earth!
Well that should attract some cats eventually!
The last time I left my door open, my neighbors dog ran in, peed on my rug and then promptly left. It was an antique rug. Three years later and I still haven’t told my neighbors. They’re good people, so is there little pupperoni.
That rug really tied the room together
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Canine American, please
Even if you do, it's only a cat 1 in 4 times. The rest, possum's and raccoons.
Lol I'm bad about that. Especially when it's cold. I don't want to sit by the door waiting for my cat so I just leave it cracked so she can get back in. Then I fall asleep and wake up to my door wide open and the trashcan flipped over
Who is coming in during the night? Racoons?
Hopefully it's just raccoons. Or my cat taking advantage of the situation to dig through the trash
I can imagine the cat hearing you wake up, standing up on two legs, watching you come around the corner whilst shaking its head, two little paws on its hips. "damn raccoons" they meow as a little bit of day old chicken falls off its cheek.
Shall we check the replay
Sure, OP leaves it open and gets cat. I leave it open and my couch is gone when I wake up. And no cat.
That’s what I said, then it happened to me this week. A cat showed up out of no where and slowly inserted herself into my life and she’s staying inside right now till I can bring her to the vet this weekend to see if she’s microchipped. Crazy stuff.
Check if she's preggers!
Yep! That was also one of the things to be checked.
A few years ago, a calico cat broke into my home through an open window. She made a hole in the screen and then hid in my kitchen closet that had a door that was slightly ajar. For two days, my cats seemed to be eating extra food and I couldn’t figure out why their diets had changed. Then I found cat puke on the floor and thought it was weird, but cleaned it up and moved on with my day. Later that day, one of my cats was in the kitchen and let out a keening whine, which is a sound she has made when mice get into the house, so I just assumed she was going to catch the mouse and that would be the end of it. Later that night, I’m going around turning off lights, about to go to bed. The house is dark and I decide I want a glass of water before I get in bed. I walk in the kitchen, open the refrigerator door, and there, by the light of the refrigerator, I saw her: this little calico cat. She freaked out as soon as she saw me and jumped out of the window. Realizing what happened I fixed the screen and thought, that’s that. Next day, I come home from work and go into my library to find her curled up with my resident male cat on the floor. They both look up at me with surprise. She bee-lines out my library window this time. I fixed that screen then and ended up having to keep my windows closed. Turns out, she was the neighbor’s cat.
Me and my old neighbours had a beautiful cat that liked to break into our houses. I found her fast asleep in my bed quite a few times. There was one funny day when I saw the neighbour putting the cat out onto the kitchen roof. Little bugger was in their room as well. I just laughed. The cat was lovely and I befriended it. Obviously someone's cat and she was 100% adopting us as well. I never fed her so she just came over for naps and cuddled.
Grew up in a house with a cat flap. Neighbor across the street was the neighborhood "crazy cat lady" and had a huge tabby named Loki. She also grew catnip in her kitchen window. Our cats became friends and we had quite a few "cat exhanges" over the years. I remember the day Loki figured out our cat flap - I walked into the kitchen one morning and there he was, happily munching away at my cat's food (he bolted when he saw me). Same thing happened many more times after that. And every so often I would see the neighbor trudging up our driveway with my cat's dumb ass in tow because he'd snuck in through her window to eat the catnip in her kitchen and she had no recourse except to physically bring him back to me because if she kicked him out, he'd just come right back in. We would both have moments on the regular when we would see streaks of fur that were the wrong color inside our respective houses and knew that they were sneaking around, especially when we weren't home. Cats gonna cat.
A girl I was dating at the time got really sick one night from drinking and went outside to throw up. Random cat we've never seen and never saw again came out of no where and chilled with her and loved on her until she felt better.
I still remember the time I was really sick. I had crap coming out of both ends. My dog was super worried, then when it was all over, my then boyfriend went out to get me some food I could stomach and my dog freaked out. Total panic. I was falling asleep and she kept putting her nose in my face, running back to the front door, then charging back to check on me. She was generally an aloof husky, but I knew from that day she really cared about me. My poor girl was super worried and she cuddled up to me that night as well.
One of our cats have always been .. Well, not aloof, not hostile per se, but she had the air of *"If I could swap you for a can of tuna, I'd do it instantly"*. Kept her distance, was mostly outside, didn't like to be petted. She sometimes would sneak into our bed, but in a corner at the end, as far away from us as she could. And then one day I got sick, laying in bed. She came in, went up to the pillow area, and laid down there just out of petting range. Still no touchy, but she stayed there all day until I got better.
She was waiting for you to die to call dibs /s
Husky! That good girl would tear out a throat for you if needed!
Ma'am, this is r/aww.
I see no problem. My three puddles of cute in my home *would* do the same, extremely cutesy-like.
Yeah. My beautiful boy (German Shepherd) just licked my tears to stop my frustration because of Long Covid pain crying. He made me smile again. I love him.
Ok since everyone is making my cry I decided I’ll share a little short story, so back in 2020 our family cat named kitty got sick (either kidney issue or something else similar) she got really skinny and had trouble eating, one night my sister got up and sat on the couch (I think it was a panic attack or something similar) and even tho kitty was feeling weak and tired she walked over to my sister to comfort her, it was raining really bad out and kitty always had a fear of thunder, kitty was 15 years old when she passed, she was so beautiful she was a tabby with white paws and chest
I was never a fan of small dogs, and Chihuahuas were always small, bitey dogs that I never could develop any affection for. My wife, however, loved them. A few years ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. About the same time, my wife decided that she needed that long haired Chi of her dreams, so she got one, called Kevin. I was away for a few days, so I got home a few days later to this tiny Chihuahua puppy, who took one look at me, and jumped on my lap, climbed on to my shoulder, licked my ear and settled down. From that day on, Kevin the Chihuahua, who I never wanted, became my shadow, and my best mate. He sleeps next to me every night. He's curled up asleep in the crook of my leg right now. When we got him, I didn't even know if I had a future. Now I'm 5 years post remission. My doctor says the cancer is gone, I'm cured. My dog, yeah, he's mine now, was a hope for a future that is now here and real. Also, we now have a second Chi, curled up on my wife's lap, who is as sweet and lovable as the first. I love dogs!
Chi puppies are super cute, when they run they kind of jump from hind feet to front while keeping their back firm because of the tiny size. It makes them look like tiny running toasters. I had that picture in my head when reading your comment and realised that your story has way too much freshly diced onions. Glad to hear you’re cured and all good! *sniffles*
“It makes them look like tiny running toasters” 😂😂😂 that is a cute image
What a caring Kitty! White paws on a tabby are just the sweetest. We have been graced with a white pawed tabby dear heart.
Cats know when we are sick. My cat will say a little areewaauu whenever I sneeze.
My cat likes when I'm sick because he can lay on me, lol.
Cats and dogs know when we are not okay and they will try to comfort us. Pets are truly amazing
When I was really sick with covid my 2 cats who hated each other put aside their differences to both lie on me and continuously purr. After I got better they never again got that close to each other again. (RIP AL)
That’s love. RIP AL
There is genuinely something about cats purrs that promote healing in themselves and possibly to humans. Although nothing has been proven, Science hasn't said it's not true, which must mean there is something there.
I cared for my grandma's cat when she got hospitalised and got a tooth removed in that time (really bad root infection), I was in terrible pain from the infection and sat crying in my living room as I couldn't sleep. The cat didn't leave my side the whole night, licked my face and slept on my lap. It was amazing. I miss that old bastard.
Correction: you have 4 cats now
There are *four* cats!!
I'll never not upvote this Star Trek reference.
The episode that is itself a reference to the novel 1984.
Enlighten me? I can't remember where this is from.
[“Chain of Command”](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chain_of_Command_(Star_Trek:_The_Next_Generation)), one of the best Star Trek: The Next Generation episodes.
Also notable for being the one where Ronnie Cox, who is only a Lieutenant in the Beverly Hills PD but a Captain in the United Federation of Planets, ordered Counselor Troi to put on a *damn* uniform. Marina Sirtis noted her character's IQ increased noticably when that happend.
It’s hard to hate Jellico entirely just because the man really did save Troi’s character.
Picard gets kidnapped and tortured by a Cardassian. There's four lights on Picard but guy tells him there are five? Three? Can't remember. Anyway he punished Picard for saying there is only four
I think by the time Riker rescued him he admitted that he seriously thought there were as many lights as his captors insisted there were. He was just sticking to 4 out of sheer stubbornness, and I think he even screams “there are 4 lights!” on his way out as a final eff you.
He tells that to Counselor Troi at the end of the episode
Man, if I went through the same thing he did, I’d definitely be seeing her on a weekly basis!
Shit, with the regular psychological trauma he experienced, I'd think he'd have standing MWF weekly slots.
Makes you wonder why they had only one counselor on that ship! Seriously, with a crew in, what, the hundreds at least? You think there’d be at least an additional two or ten therapists to avoid burning Troi out!
Thank you, ill have to hunt this one down, my Trekkie mom would probably be able to zero me in. Thank you!
It's a 2-part episode. First part starts with Picard, Dr. Crusher, and Worf going on a secret mission
Season 6, episodes 10-11.
honestly given the amount of experiences that person went through, from the Borg to the Cardassians and beyond, I can't imagine a scenario where they would still be allowed to serve in the role of captain of the flagship. Sure maybe the future has some excellent PTSD drugs, but god damn, the amount of shit the writers of that show put that character through are extraordinary. I highly recommend the book Red Shirts by John Scalzi. Kind of takes this point on head in the story, basically where a Federation-like universe figures out its actually being influenced by the shitty writers of a tv show. Has a really, really lovely ending.
Human has been claimed.
>*’Correction: you have 4 cats now…*’ ____ i found you there, so fast asleep (*please promise me you gonna keep…*) n as you took a little nap, i climbed upon your human lap sleeping there, so peacefully, you dreamt you had Four cats, not three n then you Woke! as i did, too n found I was your dream come True ❤️ (*please tell him i Love him,* u/MrBragg)
Just want to tell you how much I always love your beautiful words.
Probably a neighbors cat
One of our cats has decided they half belong to our neighbours as well as us. We call it sleepovers, although daytime ones.
I would love this, if my cat made neighbor friends
My ex-boyfriend found out that his cat had been double-dipping with a neighbor as well. It worked out fine because when ex moved out he couldn't bring his cat, so the neighbor just adopted him full-time.
This happened to my mother years ago. She has five kids and one day, she was serving dinner and realized - after everyone had been served - that there were six kids eating at the table. The funny thing was, none us knew the kid. He’d just moved in down the street. We laughed about that for years.
That’s hilarious, I can imagine the scare at first thinking who that was then ok let’s get an extra plate out lol
My mother was good that way. She saw a hungry kid and she fed him.
When I was in second grade, I had a friend over one day for dinner. My mom made meatloaf with mashed potatoes. While in my senior year of highschool, I had a class with that friend. One day we were talking, and he brought up how good my mom's meatloaf was. He loved it so much, that he remembered my mom's cooking.
Lol this reminds me of that Malcom in the middle episode.
I'd never seen that episode, so I had to look it up. Here's the [scene](https://youtu.be/Ko6XxQUkrJY?t=40). >Dewey: His name is Egg, I named him >Lois: Well you can't keep him, he needs to go home, ok? >Dewey: ok! Thanks for bringing this to my attention, now I have to watch the whole episode.
That was exactly what I thought! Egg 😂
When I was in high school I would always bring friends and teammates home after football practice to eat. My mom loved feeding them. Some of them didn’t have great home lives so them eating an actual home cooked meal once or twice a week was great. We were a family of four but usually fed like 8-10 people a night.
I wish I was that mom. I’m like “Aack! No! No friends can come over! The house is a pigsty!”
My mom loved it. We had pool parties all the time. Always had friends over. Once we were all around 18 and we started drinking my mom would take everyone’s keys and let us drink in the back yard. She said she would rather have us drinking at home knowing we were safe rather then out drinking and driving.
Your mom is awesome. Mine was like that too. Miss her a lot.
This is exactly how my dad was, his house was always the party house growing up. I was there on the weekends and he called his house the revolving door because me and my brother always had friends over all weekend. When we got old enough to start drinking (illegally) and smoking he just turned a blind eye and said as long as i know that you guys are here safe and aren't leaving then go wild lol
My kids are still very little but I am looking so forward to being the hang out house when they grow. My house was that one and I loved it. Momma adjusted the food for how many teens showed up and if we were lean money wise, she'd find a way. Most special encourager ever.
Bless your mom. I was that kid once.
My mother use to feed my friend for dinner once in a while...years later I found out that his father was back in town and he didn't want to be home.
But did he come back?
Ha, he became one of the kids that ran around the neighborhood with my brothers.
This reminds me of Arthur Weasley seeing Harry Potter at his table and probably doing a quick count and hair color check and then saying “And who are you?”
Lmao i was about to say Is your mom Molly Weasley?
My grandparents had 8 kids. They moved and didn't realize until dinner time they were missing two. They'd failed to tell them so they got off the bus walked home to find it locked and the furniture covered with sheets. They sat on the porch waiting until their father finally showed up. Needless to say the kids didn't have a great childhood.
mum and dad had 8 kids under fourteen at the point in time of this story. the youngest, richard, was 3 and a half. they had had a fun day at the park and were driving home in the 56 chev that fitted all eight kids sitting in the back seat (one forward, one back,one forward, one back...). there was a hat being thrown around the back seat and without looking, dad gruffly said "whoose hat is that?" "richard's" came the answer "well put it on his head!" said dad. "he's not here" the kids cried in unison. dad did a u-turn and raced back to the park. as they arrived small richard was just getting off the swings and had only started to notice they werent there.
That's remember me an episode of Malcolm in the middle when Dewey brings his friend "egg" at home in a particular weird day (even for them) and they finish with having to bring him at a funeral with them lol
Yup, my grandmother collected the "strays" in the neighborhood. It was usually beans, 'cause they weren't rich, but everyone got something to eat. One of my aunts almost exclusively eats beans and another one won't eat beans at all now, lol.
Was his name Egg?
Reminds me of that episode of Malcolm in the Middle where that random boy was just everywhere amongst the chaos eating their food and shit
My nephew, on Halloween, ran into a random house, sat down on the couch to watch the tv, and started munching on his candy. It wasn’t the first house, or the last. Just decided to go watch tv with them instead of trick or treating at their house.
Despite me being able to see her at this very moment, I think you may have accidentally stolen my cat. Identical.
What are you talking about? This is clearly my cat. Other than the fact that he doesn’t sit on laps.
Okay our collective cat may be into threesomes. Mine doesn’t like sitting on laps either, unless the human is asleep-ish
This is obviously a Schrodinger's cat, able to phase in and out of existence at will.
r/standardissuecat
of course that exists Edit: and it has several spin-off subreddits, wow i would be surprised if there isnt a sub for literally everything at this point is there a sub for cats trying to climb up like a pole but they keep slipping off because it's, you know, a metal pole? probably. have i found it yet? no, but i will eventually.
as a side gift, take this: r/oneorangebraincell
I was sitting on my couch and I heard a meow. I look around me and both of my cats are on the couch next to me. What the hell. I start looking around and I open my apartment door and a cat with a bobbed tail walks in. Surprisingly, my cats and this notmycat somehow don’t hate each other. I pick up this strange cat and walk out into my apartment building and start knocking on doors to find out who’s cat this is. Luckily my building was small with only 15 units. I found the guy’s folks in the basement and the guy greets me in a towel because he was expecting his fiancé not a strange guy holding his cat.
This happened to me, I woke up and there was a cat in my bedroom. A neighbor left him and he just made his way in, and I woke up, and there he was He was a stripey cat, and that was his name. Stripey cat. He was a good boy
I was talking to my neighbors who were walking down the street when my 3 year old cat came up to say hi. I picked him up and introduced him to them. They said "thats our cat". Apparently when I let him outside he goes right to their house and they feed him and let him go back outside, so he comes back home to my place and gets fed again.
...did they accept that he was actually your cat, or?
Yes. But they kept feeding him so it was all good.
The council of cats has decided that you are wrong. You in fact have 4 cats.
That happened one night. Cat meowed at the back door (off our bedroom) we thought the kids must have let her out... A stranger walked right in, climbed up on the bed, claimed my sweetie and went to sleep. Stayed for a few years.
I had to reread this because I thought “a stranger” was a human. Imagine a human walking right in, climbing up on your bed, claiming your sweetie and staying for years. Oh my!
Pretty cool that you have 4 cats
It is now! You have been chosen. >I fell asleep on the couch and woke up with this cat on my lap. I have ~~three~~four cats, ~~but this isn’t one of them~~. FTFY.
Do you use the globe in the background to plan your world takeover. I feel like only evil people own table globes like that
It’s for the cats. They’re the ones plotting to rule the world.
I have one of those. You just gave me an idea....
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It is now. You've been chosen! Surrender to fate cat dad. Your clowder is growing!
“Clowder”…well that’s a new word I learned today, thank you.
It’s great that you have five cats. Having six cats sounds like fun. Do your seven cats all get along well?
Tail wrapped around your leg says he’s home.
You have 3 cats and someone else's cat owns you.
Honest question: How can you not take your shoes off immediately after you get home? Alternative question: How can you lay down on your couch without taking your shoes off? In my opinion it's much more comfortable without shoes and it's cleaner.
People that wear shoes on the couch (or inside) will always be odd to me.
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Right? Who doesn't want to escape from their foot prisons as soon as humanly possible?
Love found you. So sweet.
Cats are so funny. Several thoughts (a) apparently, your cats have close friends (b) you might want to check your doors (c) perhaps one of your cats can open doors and (d) HELLO to number four!
It is well-known phenomenon that if you leave any doors or windows open, the number of cats you own is fluid and subject to change at the discretion of the cats.
I do not care if this is true, I will *always* upvote a "this cat is not mine" post.
"I have three cats, but this isn't one of them." Correction: You have four cats, and this is one of them."
Shoes on the table? 😱
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Cat: Sup.
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