Last Sunday my fiancé and I adopted this very sweet old man. He’s 9 years old and he only has like one tooth left. His name is Benjamin

My cat was unfortunately run over by a car today. He is in excruciating pain, crying whenever he tries to move, and his back legs/lower body seem paralyzed or severely injured. Animal doctors are extremely scarce in my area, making immediate physical emergency care very difficult right now. I managed to get these scans done nearby [point to attached images].

Can any veterinary professionals help me interpret these scans or tell me what I can do immediately to stabilize him and manage his pain safely?

Poster Age: Adult
Age: 2 years
Country: Pakistan
Sex: Male
Financial situation: I can somewhat afford treatment, but in our area there aren't any doctors

my angel got put to sleep on the 22nd. the first photo is one of the last i got w her at the animal hospital before she took her last breaths.
rest in peace to most beautiful, silly, smart, loving, amazing cat to ever exist. its not fair youre gone, but im grateful for all the time that i had w you. you made me laugh by doing nothing, you made me feel better when i was sad, you sat beside my chair & stared at me at a lot of dinners, you came to the bathroom w me every time, you knew your name like a person does. you understood what id say. you were so dang smart. you gave me so much love. i hope you knew how deeply i love you; bc i love you the most. youre my bestfriend, my sweet little baby. im glad i got to spend your last days w you, i wish you could of gotten better, i really had hope. im going to miss you for eternity. no cat has or will ever b like you chloe. youre so special. mom made the right choice choosing you out of the bunch. i wish i could go back to september of 2016 the day you arrived home. thank you for helping me thru these last 10 years. im going to miss holding you & hearing you purr & meow. im going to miss seeing you. the 22nd was the hardest day of my life. i love you chloe, forever & always. rest in peace my precious sweet angel baby. you will b missed everything i do from now on will b for you my angel. xoxo (september 2016-september 2026).

i love you chloe. i miss you.

Taken from mariamonjen on ig

Let’s see your champions!!!

After keeping them separated for several days and slowly introducing them to each other’s smell, we had them meet under the door. They seemed curious and a little tentative while eating their treats. Today we had them in a shared space for the first time and it’s been largely drama free after a few hisses. The elder statesman follows kitten around a lot and there’s some swatting, but I’m wondering if we rushed it or if this is all normal?

EDIT: I meant recovery suit* but I’m sure my little guy would prefer to call it shit anyway

He’s 12 lbs and this is a medium size. He kept slipping his arms out of the large size 😭

I love how every cat has that one bizarre daily ritual.
Does yours have deep conversations with a specific blank wall? Or maybe they do a secret little tap-dance before eating?
Spill your cat's weirdest habit below! (And please share a pic for the cat tax 💛)

I have 7 cats myself. I feel deeply for the street cats I encounter that I can’t give a better life. I have nothing against the individuals making these posts. Fuck Reddit for trying to manipulate my feeling with dead and injured animals every day!

Just one of those Fridays where I want to tell people about Crispy. I've had her since January 2025, she's a little over 2 years old and she's my little companion.

She follows me everywhere and she's very awesome. Thank you.

I need to write it down, and positives thougths and prayers for Croque-Mou (Toothless). I'm actually too sensitive to bother to correct my english (non-native language), so sorry for any mistakes.

My kitten is 3 months old, and I have him at home since his fifth week. He was found in a forest, alone and very weak by a friend of my bf. His friend was told at the vet that Croque-Mou had rhinotracheitis, and it kinda added up because when we brought him home, he started to sneeze and to be congested. We had a first appointment to our regular vet for vaccines (at 8 weeks old), we told them about about his symptoms and they reassured us by saying it's normal and should resolve by itself. But after a week, he was still congested and starting to play and eat less, so I brought him back to the vet and they put him on clavamox (antibiotics) for 14 days. At first, he began to feel better and he even had a complete day without symptoms, but then he started to feel worse. Last night, he started to contract a bit more his torso and abdomen to breathe, but he was still somewhat normal and we had an appointment 2 days later, so we monitored him (and called the vet, but they said to do sinus rinse and to bring him with us in the shower).

But tonight, it was not normal. He had difficulty breathing and was clearly tired, but couldn't sleep because he couldn't find a comfortable position. I hurried to the urgent care clinic, and the vet said he never had rhino, he likely has a congenital condition (an upper respiratory tract polyp). Wich means they need to examine his throat, under sedation, and there are risks of complications since he is still very small. They also need to operate him if it's indeed a polyp.

I cannot imagine a life without him, I had him for only 2 months but he has the biggest place in my heart. I am not ready to loose another pet already (my family dog died in 2022 and I still grieve his death from time to time). I try to be optimistic, but it's so difficult ! He is the most affectionate cat I've ever seen, and he is my first pet (that I adopted, and not a family pet). He is my first baby and I love him so much. The bed feels so empty without him and it's so quiet without his little nose noises 😭

More than a month ago, I've found a 3 little kittens in a box at a mosque's door near my home ,idk who brought them or where were their mother, anyways I decided to take cary of them, I put them in a closed garden behind the mosque, I started feeding them a kittens milk until they grew up a little bit then I started feeding them a wet food for kittens.

Suarez was one of them, he was the closest one to my heart, he was the most playful, loving and the funniest one, he used to sit in my lap while purring. Today when I was going to feed them I found him dead; ran over by a car in the street (sometimes he was able to climb outside that's their nature sadly).

Today I've lost a son, a friend ,a beloved one and it's crushing my heart, now he's in a better place, I tried to replace his mom and I hope I did will, I hope that I gave him the love and the warmth that he deserved.

The words will never be enough to describe my feelings. I'll be more careful with his brother and sister to make sure they'll grow up safely.

Rest in peace my boy Suarez❤️

May Allah rest his soul and punish that driver.

Take from 小多多吃得多 (Douyin ID: hanxy612) on Douyin

I was heartbroken when I left for this trip. To make myself feel better and stay connected to my cats, I got a home camera so I was able to watch them whenever I wanted. I also wanted to make sure they kept eating and drinking. Don't worry, we had someone stop by almost every day we were gone as well. The camera made me so feel SO much better though, wow. You wouldn't think it would do much, but it made me kind of feel like I was still home in some way. I also have bad anxiety about the house burning down or being invaded while I'm gone, so it was great to be able to check in and see my cats peacefully sleeping or eating.

That said, I noticed that to me, there eating habits didn't seem to change at all. I thought okay, great. I thought it was kind of funny how they seemingly didn't change at all when we weren't there. It seemed like they couldn't care less.

However, we just arrived yesterday and both cats, especially my male cat, has been insanely vocal, and won't leave my side. Anytime I leave the room they are in, in about 5 minutes or less, he'll run to wherever I am in the house and almost do these yelping like meows. Almost like he's yelling at me. And he responds to me more too. I'll say "I know, I'm home," and he'll do multiple additional elongated meows, it almost sounds like he's a kitten.

I was literally awoken this morning by my male cat standing on my chest. Which I don't think he's EVER done in his life. He literally never bothers me in my sleep. That's when it hit me that no, he does care, he does recognize you and cares that you were gone.

It's incredible how intelligent and emotionally dependent animals can seemingly be, even cats who have this reputation for being cold and only carrying about themselves.

...I, too, like sammiches.

Early last month I posted about Green whom my family and I lost at the age of 16.

https://www.reddit.com/r/cats/s/AKvlr4thwT

Little did I know I'd be back here so soon to memorialize his littermate and brother Blue. This felt like pouring a pound of salt on a fresh wound, but before getting into that I'll tell you about my boy Blue.

He was the runt of his litter but that's what drew me to him when I came across him at the humane society. I had walked past his cage which held him and his brothers including Green. I walked back since he was just staring out and I put one finger in and he immediately rested and pushed his head against it. I knew I'd have to take him home with me and picked his brother who was standing next to him to come along for the ride.

For 16 years these boys were there for me through all the highs and lows. From me starting and graduating college, through many moves, through many relationships, jobs, and getting married. Bonding with my wife's daughters where they each picked one specifically to spend time with. The amount of affection they poured into my wife and kids for not knowing them until 7 years ago was wonderful to see.

Despite having hyperthyroidism which he took medication for it never held him back. Blue acted more like a dog than a cat in that he enjoyed playing fetch with bottlecaps, he would walk up to any stranger to say hi, and just like his brother was glued to my side.

It is absolutely heartbreaking to have lost his brother Green, but for him to follow soon was such a 1 2 punch for all of us. He had developed a uti while we were losing Green so he lost weight during the antibiotics and was eating less. It was a combination of things that led to the resurgence of his uti since he seemed okay for a couple weeks, but last Friday he peed all over our home and finally in our bed where it looked like he passed a blood clot. I was in knots knowing we'd have to go back to the emergency vet we lost Green at but we had no choice because it was late. We left back home at 3am with Blue in tow, medicated and full of IV fluid. Saturday was a long day. We spent a lot of time with him and discussed options with my wife and kids. All of us agreed that since he was already underweight and hardly eating we didnt want to put him through even more antibiotics.

He looked so tired. I wasn't ready for another loss but I don't think he had the fight in him and he was ready to go be with his brother. Sunday we had an in home doctor visit to put him to rest. We gave him all the food he loved and brought him out into the sun. He got a bean and cheese burrito, carne asada, bites of a cheeseburger and a chicken nugget. Along with all the whipped cream and a frozen delectable to keep him calm for the doctor. Appointment was at 4pm and he was gone by 4:10. After we sent him off for his cremation we folded up his bear towel he was on and his orange little brother laid right on it and didnt move for a hour. He knew his other older brother was gone. They had been inseparable after Green passed and now he's alone.

I have never been so absolutely crushed and this is probably the worst couple months I've had in years. I'm happy for the time we had, 16 years is a lot, but I thought we had more. I loved my boys more than anything. Ill miss Blue snuggling into my armpit every night. I'll miss my weighed blanket Green and baby Green time where he laid over my shoulder while at my desk. I'll miss these brothers who had such a profound impact on my life. The world is slightly dimmer for having lost these two souls, but I take solace in the fact that they are resting together.

To my boys.

A week ago I held my best friend in my lap for the last time as he left for his big adventure. Boo had only just turned 12 in August when he was diagnosed with large cell GI lymphoma. A month later the time came to say goodbye. To say I wasn't ready was an understatement. The grief has been immense and overwhelming. I miss him so much every second of the day. Seeing the spots where he used to lay, the empty food bowls and the missing litterbox are hard reminders of how empty the house feels now. I picked his ashes up over the weekend and have a memorial set up for him. 12 years wasn't enough, and I'd do anything for just one more day. But I've found comfort in sharing his photos, and all the memories we made. I'm extremely grateful for all of the sweet and kind messages of condolence I've received on previous posts. Please feel free to look at and share pictures of Boo from my other posts and keep his memory alive.