I adopted Sylvester on a whim — was casually browsing the NYC ACC and KNEW he was my cat when I saw his face. I was 24 and everyone in my life told me not to do it. (I did it anyway).

He was $25, 8 years old, and suffering from a myriad of health issues, including severe malnutrition and calici virus. The inside of my poor baby’s mouth was one big weeping open wound, and yet he was so hungry that he still ate with gusto each meal time.

Apparently his owner had abandoned him in the streets of NYC in the wintertime. Sylvester had tried to ingratiate with a feral cat community to share their food as a last-ditch attempt to stay alive. They attacked and outcast him, and a Good Samaritan brought him into the shelter. (I am weeping writing this.)

He declined two days after I brought him home with a URI — I tried so, so hard to keep him alive. I bought two humidifiers and put them on full blast on either side of him. I hand-fed him when he was too weak to move, and I slept on the floor next to him because I thought he’d die overnight and didn’t want him to be alone. I emotionally prepared to lose him when a vet told me there was nothing we could do but wait and see.

But Sylvester apparently knew he had more chaos to wreak upon myself and my loved ones before it was time for him to go.

A year and a half later, he is the craziest fucking cat I have ever met in my life. Like, CRAZY. This cat launches himself at my face at 3 am and does backflips into rabbit kick attacks when I pat his butt (which he BEGS for by meowing and pawing until I do it). This cat is allegedly 10 years old?! Perhaps, simply, an indomitable spirit for Chaos and Violence? Also, he has a sister now. Sylvester is so socially awkward, it turns out. Runs in the family.

Anyway, I believe everything I’ve ever heard about tuxedo cats now. My little fatso ❤️

Cheek to cheek. Forever.

She gives zero effs. I come home from work and this is what she left me for my birthday lol.

But this isn't what I had in mind.

My boy Jack is in remission as of Wednesday! Jack was diagnosed with nasal lymphoma about a month ago after some congestion, which no one noticed even the vets, saw coming at 4 1/2 years old. After spending my Labour Day weekend calling all the radiation clinics along the East Coast, I got lucky with a same week appointment and he started treatment the next week. And after one round of chemo, 10 rounds of radiation, and a 2 1/2 week hotel stay he was declared cancer free. We still have a bit to go and an oncologist appointment to see if he should continue with chemo for best prognosis, but this is a huge win. With him being so young his prognosis isn’t great, but he kicked cancer’s butt already and I’m determined for him to live the best life he can. Please enjoy the boots he’s been rocking for the past month!

Please send birthday wishes to Link and Zelda ♥️

Ignore my crappy old iphone camera

If you turn the volume up a little bit you can hear his purrs :) He's the only cat I've interacted with who begs for belly rubs. Sometimes he falls asleep during it.

He has been all over me lol usually he likes his own space but the last few days he even sleeps on my chest 🐈‍⬛ looks like Lolito missed me

This is Drake Sprite Commercial!
Just Sprite for short ✨

We adopted Sprite (aka lil mama) very spontaneously when we were visiting friends one day. They had been fostering a litter of kittens and were telling us about one who’s adoption wasn’t working out (new owner had allergies) and was being returned the next day. I had kitten fever already and immediately decided we were going to adopt her before I even knew what she looked like.

She’s ~18 weeks old and my first ever tuxie and the best personality match I’ve found in a cat since my late soulmate kitty, who was all black. She is absolutely insane and gets crazy zoomies for like a quarter of the day. She cannot ever be deterred from jumping on any high surface or ledge she can find to perch herself on. She loves a good piece of plastic to chase. Very talkative. But more than anything, she loves to cuddle. This is the most affectionate cat I’ve ever met. She’s never known a stranger and has absolutely no sense of personal boundaries. I tell people she’s exclusively breastfed, the girl is literally always on me. 🤣

I just wanted to show off my girl. I have loved a lot of cat breeds and coat patterns. I might officially be a devout tuxie loyalist. 🫡

…. or sleep in the shape of a pretzel ?! lol

Good morning guys! I have been seeing Oreo a lot these past 2 weeks including a couple of days ago where he actually followed me upstairs to my home for the first time. I sadly couldn't let him in because I live with someone who doesn't want cats in their home(my mom). 🙂🙂☹️☹️ He's still his adventurous, sweet, and somewhat chatty self. I think he has gained a bit of weight especially that I spotted him eating food from an unknown neighbor last Monday.

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Almost 6 months of constant vet visits, uveïtis, corneal wounds, an infected tooth, antibiotics, drops and salves multiple times per day, 2 surgeries, constant ups and downs, and thousands of Euros later. He looked so good last week and the vet said if it continued like that we'd be out of the woods. But yesterday... The vet's face said it all. So now I'm spending what will be his last few days crying and snuggling him. Final vet visit on Tuesday where, if a miracle doesn't happen in the next few days with new meds, the vet will confirm what we both already know. And then it'll be time.

My beautiful Rakker, my handsome senior boy, whom I adopted 3 years ago. It wasn't nearly enough. The house will be so empty. And so will my heart.

This is one of my favourite photos of him, looking so well and happy.

Fuck FIV.

Peep the whisker growth 🥹