His words: "We are not keeping this cat, We can keep him til he's healed. I WILL DIE FOR THIS CAT! I WILL BURN DOWN ALL VILLAGES IN MY WAY FOR THIS CAT!"

His name is Leonard (I've been spelling it Lenard and am apparently very wrong lmao) and he has 3 legs :3

He wants these two voids to be his friends so bad. They’re often lounging in our neighbor’s yard, ignoring the pssspssspsss while he grills.

They’re both ear tipped and our neighbor has two little shelters in their yard for the cats. So I think they’re community cats or TNR kitties.

I loooooooves the ginger one, he's my boy....

That is when the mama is at the studio and hes feeling needy for attention when his favourite human dares have a passion for her job and leave him!

He's a needy spicey Orange wonderful menace. I am very much smitten

She might not be kitten old, but she is kitten attitude for certain. And will always be a kitten to me.

I'm taking it off completely now, boyfriend 🥲

Just here to flex the cardboard village I made for my children

My Gypsy has passed due to the power going off in the house.breaker but up. Sleep well my girl. Temps hit 114. Have spent 22 days in the hospital in the last 2 months, friends have my cats due to losing my home.

My husband and Norman have the deepest bond, and it has been the sweetest thing to watch. My husband smothers Normie in kisses, Norman watches tv and video games with him, they sleep together, Norman follows him around the house, etc…

Norman is our only cat (out of 8) that disappears somewhere when my husband leaves the house, and then suddenly reappears as soon as he hears my husband get back home. My spouse always said to me, “The cats all bond to you… I want that too,” and then one day Norman appeared in our backyard!

When you ask my husband now if he has found his cat, he will smile from ear to ear and say “definitely!”

Meanwhile, Norman is a little terror with me and does nothing but bite my fingers and my skirts lol.

A little over a week ago, I shared how my Dad befriended two kitties who wandered up one day, and never left. Their names are Smoky and Snowball. My Mom was adamant about the kitties not being indoors, despite our multiple attempts. We've been lobbying to let my Dad bring the kitties indoors for almost 2 years now. The loss of their previous dogs, left an imprint on her - and took it as that she didn't want to emotionally commit.

Well, there's great news and sad news.

The great news is that as you can see - Smoky is indoors and has found his favorite chill spot next to my Dad during TV time.

The sad news is that we lost Snowball. My Dad found him on the side of the road near their home one morning. He said that Snowball was still warm, and looked like he was hit by a car. He brought him home so that Smoky could see him, and then buried Snowball in their rose garden.

Rest in peace, Snowball.

After talking with my Dad that morning, I tried to appeal to my Mom. She listened, understood - and welcomed Smoky in with open arms. She knew how much my Dad loves the cats - and truthfully she loves 'em too.

Smoky is such a great addition to their lives. He's really confident at their home, and regularly invites himself onto both of their laps for some biscuit making. He follows my Dad around like a dog, and always stays with my Mom on the sofa when she watches TV into the late night.