r/CatDistributionSystem

This little cutie came running down my street shrieking…He went under a worker’s van in front of my house and wailed. I had some food in the house from my daughter’s cat. I fixed him a meal. and now he is mine! I took him to the vet and he did not have a chip and in spite of my neighborhood post no one has claimed him. I have been waiting to be found for so long. I wanted it to be organic like all the stories I heard. I was going to give up and finally!! He is loving, sweet and snuggly. Now he has to adjust to his 3 new dog friends. I think it will just be a matter of time.

It's been four years since the old lady at the end of my block died and her family just let her cat go when they emptied her house. He came walking up to my door like he was supposed to be there. Turned out he was right. It took a bit to convince my husband to let me take the CDS delivery inside, but it all worked out in the end. Butterscotch Ernie (the CDS delivery) and Willy aren't best buddies, but they do orbit around each other peacefully . . . most of the time. Every now and again, they play a game in the middle of the night called "WHO CAN SCREAM THE LOUDEST AS WE TAKE FLYING LEAPS OVER EACH OTHER FOR NO DAMN REASON?"

Huge storm rolled through on Tuesday night. We heard crying, and at 11pm in a torrential downpour we found 5 kittens in a rapidly flooding den under our house. If we'd been any later, they wouldn't have made it - one of them was literally swimming when I scooped it up! A few chaotic hours later--what do newborn kittens eat? How do we feed them? What stores are even open right now? Where did we put that electric blanket?--we whipped up some "emergency DIY kitten formula" from a recipe we found online, fed them with syringes, and managed to keep them alive until we could get proper kitten formula at 6am when Walmart opened.

Today is day 6 with the kittens, and Kitten Lady's website is our bible. All of them are steadily gaining weight, and they learned to purr on Saturday! My heart is going to burst out of my chest. I may be horrifically sleep deprived, but this is the most rewarding thing I've done in a long time! 

The kicker: three weeks ago, my brother was trying to convince me to take a cat his friend found, but I insisted that I couldn't handle a third animal--I already have a dog and a cat. CDS doesn't make mistakes, my delivery was still being prepared. Now I have 7 animals, and 5 of them have to be bottle-fed and manually stimulated to potty.

And in case anyone asks: haven't found mama cat.

Getting this little guy was not easy. For one, pets aren’t allowed in my complex so had to go through a process to get permission. I went to my first adoption event at the shelter and tried to keep my expectations low in case it didn’t work out that day. But almost right away I met this fur baby who had just turned 3 months old. His two siblings had already been adopted & I remember the volunteer saying he was the playful one from that litter. She was not kidding about that but I wouldn’t get to see that side of him for a bit. He was the first kitty I saw but looking at him, I knew I didn’t need to look any further.

I wasn’t allowed to bring him home that day because he needed to be neutered so I was told to pick him up the next day. I was really excited waiting for their call to tell me I could bring him home. Since he had his procedure earlier that day I picked him up, they told me to expect him to be out of it for a while and sent me home with care instructions. Sure enough, he was sleeping for a couple of hours after getting home & when he woke up, he was understandably scared of these strange humans & strange new place. He didn’t want to eat or drink anything that day but I was told that could be expected & was given guidelines on ways to tempt him to eat. Well, none of it worked.

Since he was still refusing to eat the next day & barely drank anything during the night, I took him to be checked. During the first week of bringing him home, we had 4 different vet visits & all manner of testing but they couldn’t figure out what was wrong. He wasn’t really eating, not drinking, was very lethargic, had diarrhea & some vomit. It was by far one of the most stressful & emotional week I can remember having in a very long time. I didn’t go to work because I didn’t dare leave him alone. The vet bills were also really starting to pile up (insurance wouldn’t kick in for 2 weeks) & I was devastated at the thought of losing him. On the 8th day, he was seen by a new vet & finally given some medication that helped. It was such a relief seeing him eat & the first time he meowed because he wanted food was such a beautiful sound to my ears. After that first week of hell, I’m really happy to share that he’s doing well almost 3 months later. He’s a fighter & I’m so blessed to have been adopted by this wonderful, energetic, stubbornly curious & loving little guy 🤍

2018: I found Lily (black cat) when she was about 6 months old outside of my high school in the dumpster, trying to eat out of a ketchup packet. She’s been with us for the past 8 years and went from dumpster baby to beautiful princess in record time. She has a bad habit of rushing out the door and enjoys watching us chase her around the backyard.

2019: My parents and I dragged Waylon (tuxedo pushing maximum density) out from under my grandparents’ tool shed when he was about 3 months old. He is a big sensitive baby with emotional regulation issues (lashes out when hungry, will growl at me for walking to close to him then immediately come to cuddle, takes out his feelings by picking fights with our other cats) but we love him all the same. And yes, he is on a diet and exercise regimen now for anyone concerned.

2024: Mac (orange) was found by my sister’s friend’s dog in a bush behind their house, abandoned by his mom at just 3 weeks old :( we took him in immediately and got our first taste of raising a super young kitten (poopy butts and having to wake up in the middle of the night to feed him galore). He went from sad abandoned runt of the litter to unmatched pest the second he set foot in our house, and he’s been tormenting us with his orangeness ever since 🧡

This little boy started coming by to eat the food I leave out with another stray. He was quick to let me pet him. While the other stray usually leaves.

He is VERY affectionate. Everything I heard about boy cats is correct. Sometimes when I come home and call him, he comes in and stays overnight. He loves to cuddle! I have a litter box in the balcony which he uses.

I am making an appointment to get his ballllz snipped 🫢 In the meantime he is adjusting to my place, I have toys, and he loves catnip.

Look at his smile. He loves it here.

I was only supposed to look over this little guy for 3 months as a medical foster as he has diabetes and trying to get him into remission so he could be adopted….yet he’s enthralled with me.

Even my aunt pointed out that I might be a foster fail because he already chose me and he’s obsessed with me. He walks behind me everywhere in the houses. The second I lay down he immediately jumps into my arms and when I went to get the mail yesterday my aunt laughed that he went to the window and watched me the entire time crying for me to come back.

This poor kid has had a rough 5 years in his life but the last 5 weeks have been heaven on earth for him and he’s just want me to be his forever guardian!

This cutie came up in a car dealership parking lot and claimed me. The lot attendant said she showed up a day ago. I took her to get scanned for a chip but the microchip company said when they called the number on record, the owner would hang up on them. We think she was abandoned. 😟

She is the sweetest, cuddliest, and calmest kitty I’ve seen. She was hungry and thirsty but ate and drank with no problem. Definitely had humans before me, she is litter trained and has even been tolerating my dog. We’re slowly introducing them with plenty of breaks.

Now I need to name her! I was thinking smoke, storm, or Cinderella. What does she look like to you?

Was out in the yard working in the gardens and my wife tells me she's being followed.

"Here's your kitten" she said. Lol. Little guy didn't want to have anything to do with me but followed her around.

No idea where he came from but he must've come up our gate as the walls are too high for him yet.

So I got a can of tuna and wife delivered it and water. I got to pet the little guy for a while. Does appear to have little white troublepuffs. Completely filthy and pretty skinny too.

Loves tuna though. Lol. Fed it twice in an effort to not waste any and will see if he decides to stay for dinner or breakfast.

Here is just the text in English:

One day I went to pet him on the street while I was on my way to class. A day later, he started coming into the yard at my house. Months later, he started living here. Unfortunately, he adopted me; all that's left now is to take care of him.

He had a collar when he came here, but a few days later it was gone. Do you think his owner abandoned him for good? He was really skinny when he got here.

Now he's a bit chubbier, he plays a lot, and he really likes to stay close to me. Sometimes I go into my room and he just keeps meowing for me to open the door for him

She stalked me on my jog around the neighborhood and must have followed me home. Found her under our tree and walking on our porch in front of our house the next day. We decided to feed her and give her some water. A month later and a couple of vet appointment’s to clear an upper respiratory infection and she’s apart of the family. Meet Kali :) She’s a tortico and is just the chattiest girl. She will have a full on conversation with you. We have an appointment to get her spayed. We were never planning on getting a second cat, funny how the cat distribution system works.

Name's Alexandre (Lexie!)

He's a mischief with big attitude but he knows when to sweeten things up.

He was found on my port two years ago with his mom (which still hangs around, just does not like being a house cat), his eye was infected. Several days of antibiotics and it cleared right up. We got them both neutered, Lexie's fully vaccinated and on track to become the one true heir of my Mom.

I don't know why he loves to manspread when he sleeps....

He doesn't love being baby-ed unless when he wants to....

Around 9pm a cat made its way to our front door. I opened the door and just saw him there. I gave him a piece of sausage and I sat on the ground for a little bit playing with him. I’m 23 years old but I still live at home (I work two jobs, saving to finish up the last of college) and we have a dog inside. My mom said I can’t bring the cat inside because she doesn’t want anymore animals in the house- which is understandable. But I was definitely sad so I instantly went back inside to avoid any attachment. 6 hours later (present time) I remembered I left the napkin with that sausage roll on it outside, so I figured I’d quickly open the door and scoop it up. I open the door.. The cat is laying on our doormat. My heart sank. It’s 3:50 AM and he’s still here. I gave it some more food and I laid a blanket down near our bush. At this point I don’t know what to do. I can’t get attached to a cat that I can not bring inside.

Third pic is where I found him on a section of the Van Wyck-Whitestone expressway transition (NYC), against the barrier in a terrified little grey loaf with his eyes closed. I couldn’t have caught him without the help of 2 other people who stopped their cars after they realized what I was doing, especially the road maintenance truck driver who managed to grab him before he leapt over the barrier into traffic. He was so hard to catch! I managed to give him a flea bath, took him to the vet 30 hrs later and he was exhausted, very spicy but overall healthy and not chipped. We went through his bathroom quarantine, shots, neuter +chipped and now he’s living his new life to the fullest! He’s about 5 months old and very scared of people but trusts me very much and my other cat (female, 4 yrs) is warming up to him despite his crazy kitten energy. I’m so grateful I found him and could save his precious life.

On my birthday last year this sweet boy came to my friends apartment. I had just had to report a ex to the police and gone through a really terrible break up with another ex. That night he came into my friends apartment he came up to me and stayed with me. That night turned out bad and my friendship with the person ended, but he came home with me. I kept him for 4 days. Brought him to check for a microchip and he had none. He also wasn't fixed. He saved me. I loved him immediately and he was so sweet and happy. Purred non-stop and cuddled with me constantly. He was never far, even in my tiny room. He stayed as close to me as possible. I named him Boots.

I couldn't keep him though. My mom is terribly allergic to dogs and cats and I knew I couldn't bring him home. One of my friends was able to take him. He's happy and has cat siblings who he loves and love hin, but I miss him so much. I think about him constantly and really feel he was my soul cat. Even though he drove me crazy(he would wake up in the middle of the night and attack my feet till I got up and played with him). I'd give anything to have that again. His name is Lucki now, but he'll always be my Boots, the cat who saved me in one of the darkest moments of my life.

This is Mac - he’s about three weeks old in these pics, taken around May 2024. He was found in a bush by my sister’s friend’s dog (pictured in the 2nd photo) and taken in by my family shortly after. He went from sad little baby abandoned on the street to menace in record time - don’t let these pics fool you, he may be cute but he is a blackhearted creature of malice and destruction (not his fault of course, he is orange and was therefore destined for evil).

His (estimated) 2nd birthday is in about two weeks!

So recently my dad bought a motion sensor camera for the back door, and we found out that we have a cat visiting our door almost every night. It’ll usually meow at the glass door a bit, and then leave. I left out some wet cat food for it, but it didn’t eat it. I tried again cutting it up and putting it on a plate to make it easier to eat and I put out water too, but all it does is sniff the food and then walk over to the door. I left a little cardboard box out there too because… I mean, cats like boxes, but it took no interest.

There was one time where I heard the cat meowing outside during the day and saw it running near our house, but it was gone when I went out to check. Every time I’ve gone out there after seeing it on the camera, it runs away.

At this point we assume it’s a stray, but it doesn’t really look skinny or malnourished and it won’t eat the food I set out for it. As much as I’d love to let it inside our house, even if we were able to get it to come, we already have three cats and my dad is allergic to most cats (the ones we have are a hypoallergenic breed)

I’d like to befriend this cat and try to find out where it came from, any advice?

I made the mistake of making psst noises when she ran away, and she stopped and screamed at me. So I went and got some cat food and she emptied the bowl. The resident cat is not impressed, she has slept on my lap, and now I have to feed another cat I cannot afford.

And apparently the body is too short and the system don't want me to post this without me waffling on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.

Still not enough.

Don't know what to write anymore.

That have done it.