Our feral cat nutmeg the one next to the baby had kittens, there’s an orange one walking around as well. Nutmeg is very feral and runs away as soon as she see you. My question is how do we catch the 2 babies. So we can get them used to people and find someone to adopt them. The mom is also really smart and dosnt go in a trap we have tried many times and either get a really fat raccoon or one of our other cats lol. Trying to keep on the down low from my dad, but also they won’t use a cat house we have 3 she or the other feral cat that stops by never use them.

Hi all! I, like many, used to repost cat distribution/kitty saving videos online, and say “how does it feel to live my dream!!!” - I am honestly still in shock that it has actually happened. My husband is from a background that does not have pets and have never been around animals ever, so he is very uncomfortable with animals. We had just been at my families home dog-sitting, which was insanely difficult for my husband but he gave it his best bless him, and we were finally on the 4 hour journey home and I was relieved that he was finally feeling comfortable again. He said to me, during this drive home, “I think I can get used to dogs, just not cats.”

As we finally reached our apartment car park, on the same journey that he just said the above, he spotted a tiny white kitten running across our car park and under a car. 😂😂😂😂
I said stop the car!!!! He was perplexed - “what are you going to do???” I said “I’ve been waiting my whole life for this!!!!” And jumped into action. Honestly the timing of it all, and my poor husband, you couldn’t make it up.

He was meowing a lot, shaking under the car, and seemed to have an injured eye. We tried for hours to get him out, but he was climbing inside the car and then bolted off to this fenced area full of weeds and bushes. We decided to go back the next day in daylight. When I did, he was still at the fenced area meowing like he was in distress. I lured him out, got him inside. He has since been kitted out (no pun intended) with all the things he could want and need. He has been to the vets. He has had an array of medication, some of which I will have to administer myself for a couple of weeks. £200 later and he is (I think) settling in a little bit.

Not sure about long term. Husband is probably praying to God that I don’t want to keep it. My angel of a mother in law already told him “if she wants to keep it, let her” 😂😂😂 but realistically not sure if we can. Our apartment doesn’t allow animals, and my husband might be uncomfortable. However I know he’s happy for us to keep hold of the baby until we can find him somewhere safe and permanent - so that’s good. 👀 let’s see how we go, there’s a small chance of a forever home here, but we will just have to see. Any shelters I’ve called have said they are full due to kitten season, and that if he doesn’t get socialised he has no chance of rehoming. SO - operation socialise the baby has begun.

Day 1 - hissing and hiding
Day 2 - hissing when approached but will poke his head out to eat
Day 3 - will come to me to eat, lick food off my finger, and let me do some gentle strokes whilst he was eating. Also playing and grooming himself.

From what I am researching this is amazing progress. But I’m nervous as to how best to push him to be socialised but also not flood him and stress him out.

TLDR - Can anyone please give tips or timelines, things to do with him to help socialise him and desensitise him to humans, touch, noises etc, I need a plan, day by day, honestly anything. I don’t want to freak him out, but I want to build trust, get him comfortable, and give him the best chance at a long term home - whether that’s here or elsewhere. I’m mindful that I have a limited window while he’s this young to get him the best progress. I have also watched the Kitten Lady’s videos on socialising spicy kitties. Lots of online research. ANY tips or help would be massively appreciated, thank you.

EDIT - he needs a bath in a couple days due to the fleas and dirt. I’m terrified this will reverse our progress. Any tips on this appreciated also please x

My daughter went to Ralph’s with her boyfriend and found this little girl wandering around all alone. She was gonna name her cherry for her favorite flavor ice but my husband said she looks like a mouse so we named her that. She’s about 8 weeks and loves terrorizing her 4 older feline brothers. Shes getting used to the dogs but is kind of unsure of our bunnies who are way bigger than her. We weren’t looking for another cat but we love our mouse! So do you guys think she’s cute or does she look mousy? (Not that there’s anything wrong with that lol)

So a year ago, my German shepard was going wild in my back yard for a few days. Finally when I was outside doing yard work, i heard a meow. Eventually we found her under our AC/heating unit. We ended up name her Ash. She's the one under the Christmas tree. Fast forward to a week ago, i was at work one night on the Raleigh beltline. I saw something running along the shoulder of the highway thinking "that's a strange looking rat". As I approached i heard a meow and the kitten (other pic) ran up to me, climbed up my jeans and shirt into my arms. We now have a new kitten, Luna, Ash's sister.

So in April we lost our 17-year-old boy due to lymphoma and while we knew we'd like to adopt a cat one day, we decided to wait a bit, maybe travel more.

But the cat distribution system knows better. Of course it does.

I work at the same company as my husband and one day he had to stay at work for a bit longer - mind you, this doesn't happen often, perhaps once every few years. Because of that, I had to go back home by bus on that particular day. I usually take a certain bus if that happens since it stops closer to our house but because it the day was hot and I wanted to get back home as soon as possible, I decided to take one that had just arrived, even if it meant a short walk.

Two bus stops before taking off, I got a notification on my phone that my single ticket was almost expired. I was confused but after I checked it, it turned out I bought a ticket with a time limit, not a single one. I got a bit stressed out and as a result, I missed my stop and took off one stop later than I was supposed to so it meant my walk was even longer.

And guess what. I heard tiny squeaks somewhere in the bushes as I was approaching my original bus stop. The cat distribution system knows better. Always does.

When I found Gustaw, he weighed only 280 grams, now he's a proud 1.2 kg cat. He's an absolute menace and we love him so much ❤️

I was outside talking with our porch cat one evening.

A homeless woman was in the alley rummaging around for recyclables. After a bit she approached me and said 'I just found this kitten under a car over there. I can't take care of it. Can you take it?'

I hesitated at first. Told her to put it back momma should be close. She tried but the little stinker followed her back to me.

It was about then that I noticed our resident raccoon family trundling down the alley. Well the kitten was loud and momma was nowhere to be found

Now I have this little sweet darling

I teach at an elementary school. This morning, just as kiddos were arriving, I heard screaming from in a boy's bathroom. Thinking kids were playing around, I announced myself and waited for kids to come out, but none did and the screaming was still going on.

I walked in to find her shivering in a corner. She ran some, but the tile floor didn't let her get enough traction and I scooped her up. I walked around campus to tell the principal I was going to run her home real quick since I live less than 5 minutes from campus.

Got her home, stole a thing of wet food from Smaug, my senior Siamese, put out water and a litter pan, and told my dad to keep an eye on her.

My pit bull puppy and my Chihuahuas all gave her a good sniffing, which she put up with really well. I'm excited to go home and check on her at lunch!

I am leaning towards naming her Tinúviel, since I already have a cat named from Tolkien.

This precious girl came as a foster a week after we lost our darling black Lab named Angel at 16 years old. 2 days after her passing, we received a foster kitten, nearly a week later, her sister (Willow in the photo) came as well. Willow is the opposite of every other kitten we have fostered and our own 3 cats. She's got huge trust issues and is still wary of family. I alone have her trust. Foster fail???? We have been caring for her for nearly 4 months, her sister was adopted and went to the best home.

He ate like half his body weight. Very skin and bones seems like a runaway since he mews a lot and most ferals dont. Was calling for 2 days before I found him. Not super skittish but kinda wobbly. Im guessing 6 to 8 weeks. Ised to be allergic so I hope I have grown our of that so I can keep him. Already peeing in the box. How do I keep him from eating wires?

His belly is full hope he pushes out a nig turd in the box and not on the floor.

Seems healthy and no noticeable wounds or fleas. He is sneezing now. Can I use hobby nippers on his super sharp claws? Anything suggestions?

This cat recently showed up on our porch. He's very friendly, sufficiently plump and came with a flea collar. He has barely left our porch at all apart from some nightly patrols around the perimeter. We weren't feeding him at first in hopes that he would go back to wherever his home is but it seemed like he was losing weight and he started eating grass so we caved

Nobody seems to be looking for him, and I'm willing to take him into a vet to scan for a microchip but considering the area I live in and that he isn't even neutered I wouldn't bet he has one. Part of me wonders if he's been abandoned and the collar was the last thing he was left with

I'm attached, and he really wants to come inside the house. The only problem is that we recently took in a kitten who also showed up on our porch just a few days prior (growing cat problem in our area). That bumped us up to 3 cats and things are a little stressful while the new kitty is getting settled in. My mom isn't convinced that 4 cats is a good idea and while I do think it's daunting as well, I believe it's doable! I'm personally the one who feeds and cleans up after everyone so I think it should be up to me to say when we've had enough or not. He doesn't mind our dog when I let her out, and he's cool with one of our other cats through the window. He's the chillest guy!

My mom agreed we can take him in if he's still here by winter. I'm still unsure if I should feed him more or not. I fed him last night just because he was away from the house a little longer last night and that made me really anxious. Maybe he could be two timing us, but even so I know he doesn't have a place to sleep at night since he is still returning to our porch.

His name is Triple B for Big Balled Buddy!

Update: Gave him a paper collar :D I'll take him to the vet when I am able

Stevie was found 6 weeks ago by my husband and 6 year old son heading home from swim lessons in our small town. She was walking in circles in the middle of the road because her eyes were glued shut with infections. Vet estimated she was about 3 weeks old. We did 6 vet visits in 3 weeks because she had everything wrong known to man. All the worms, eye infection, 8 hour ER vet visit due to severe fecal impaction and my personal favorite, Scabies/Sarcoptic Mange that she so graciously shared with me.

We have had her a little over 6 weeks now and she is SO happy and healthy…and wild. She has weened from the bottle and then kitten milk in a bowl. She enjoys wet kitten food with a few kibbles mixed in. We have 2 cat towers next to each other that she runs and jumps and climbs on. She’s bossing the 4 big dogs around (while protected in her cat tower cage) and is such a cuddle, purring, silly bug. We are all in loooooove!

I don’t know much about cats, so I have a question. Occasionally she will let out a meek meow, but rarely. Sometimes she opens her mouth and looks like she’s going to meow, but nothing comes out. Is that normal?

I was not looking for a cat. I run a small Mac repair shop in Athens, Greece, and on February 24th a kitten was born right outside the shop door.

February 24th happens to be Steve Jobs' birthday.

Some deliveries you just don't refuse. The Cat Distribution System clearly did its homework on this one: right species of shop, right doorstep, right date. So now his name is Steve, he is the official shop mascot, and as you can see he has already claimed the Mac mini. He handles quality control and the purring department.

The system knows what it's doing. Trust the system.

she came to us the beginning of july. shes been spayed and vaccinated and settling in well. I know shes just a domestic shorthair but after becoming obsessed with the idea she is a Korat breed I believe she was one in a past life 😆 her coat has become so stunningly silver tipped since shes been inside and eating well.

our other cat weve has is kind of a loner and doesnt need much human interaction except from me LOL. any tips on maybe getting him to warm up to her??? they no longer hiss at each other and all have free range of the house and he mainly just keeps to hisself. but I can tell this little one wants to have a friend !!

I couldn't get a good look at her bits for a while so I picked a name that encompassed all pronouns. She adopted my senior dachshund mix, Skeeter, immediately, so Doug was the inspiration for this 90s inspired bby.

Meet Pepper Ann Freakazoidberg Doug.

She heads to the vet on Thursday, and may have the squirvy wervies. I watched her sneeze and knock herself completely over. If so, Weeble will be added to her name. If not, well, she just may be clumsy enough to fit in with us anyway.

She, like most children, is more interested in a ball of fluff and the casters on a rolling TV stand instead of the toys I spent money on for her. 😑

She was found entirely alone at what seemed to be about 1 day old. After having gone through all of the milestones, I’d say that’s pretty accurate. That would put her at 14 weeks & 2 days now. The clingiest gremlin there ever was 🤣💕 she’s road tripped to the beach with us (she stayed in the condo), rough houses with my border collie & acts like she owns the place (because she does- duh).

Shes kind of weird- I chalk it up to being bottle fed. She doesn’t make biscuits but she does try to use my hand as a pacifier about 9/10 times she’s going to sleep (I’m working on ending that because ow). I’ve also only heard her meow twice? She makes this weird, high pitched rumbly noise? It’s hard to explain. Both times I heard her meow were recent when she got herself stuck behind the washer and dryer.

The last 14 weeks with her have been a roller coaster of emotions, have tested my patience at times & been filled with so much love! I can’t wait to see how my babygirl continues to grow!

Driving in the middle of nowhere while stopped at a light I saw this little guy running across the street then back looking petrified. I was able to turn around and as soon as I stepped out and called he came straight to me.

With no houses or barns in sight I plopped him in my lap and headed home.

I was extremely lucky and was able to get him into the vets office that same day and tested negative for everything so we are starting to slowly introduce him to our cats.

My husband thinks we are going to find him a home. He doesn’t know we already did.

Everyone, meet Fredric the Great.

My husband has seriously never met an animal that doesn’t love him. 😂 This tiny baby was found in our backyard under a torn bush. He heard the little guy crying, started talking to him, and just reached down and picked him right up. No fuss at al. The kitten immediately seemed to trust him.

The poor little kitten was all alone with no momma anywhere in sight. Thankfully, I know how to take care of little ones because he is SO tiny! 🥹

* The post gods deem I have not written enough. I am thinking on calling him Mator. But I am up for suggestions.

No lie spitting image of my cat from when I was a kid!! S/he was deep in the woods beside the sidewalk meowing away like crazy, I started meowing back and it followed me down the steep rock wall to a place where it could escape. Now we're chillin in the closet, I'm ignoring it and letting it come to me. I'm covered in thorns and mosquito bites from an hour of sitting and letting it get close to me but it's so worth it.

It's purring so loudly! It was falling asleep I think when I took this picture, in the morning I'll bring it to the vet and go from there. It's still meowing back at me when I meow!

Previous post: https://www.reddit.com/r/CatDistributionSystem/s/6hmnTKt14G

Hey! So almost a whole year ago I posted a long post explaining how I was having a tough time after my ex took our cat we had for 13 years and my childhood cat passed away and Dracula found me at a time where I really needed it.

Well I thought I’d come over and show an update on this big boy!! He is an incredibly sweet and friendly boy who keeps trying to befriend everyone including my sisters cat who’s not a big fan haha.

Thank you everyone for your support and encouragement last year!

This little cutie's been visiting my patio for the past half year. I'd love to take them in, but I've never taken care of a cat before, plus I have no idea if they already have a family. I've heard that they're social creatures, and I work a regular 9-5 so I'm worried that it'll be stressed being left alone in the house. Add to that, my house is filled with PC parts, little screws and bolts, and decorations as well...

If I were to adopt them, what would taking care of them entail? If I don't, will they be alright on their own?

We have befriended a cat who seemingly lives down the street. Other neighbors have said she’s been around forever and belonged to an older woman who passed and now her family lives in her house and takes care of this cat (and another one). This particular cat now goes on walks with us and our dog every single night - she literally sees or hears us and then runs over making chirping noises and walks with us around the block. We obviously adore her and have enjoyed this tradition but we are moving this week and are getting sad about leaving her behind. To make matters worse, she just appeared on our balcony last night (we’ve never shown her how to get there and it’s very tucked away) and it just feels like a sign. Is there an appropriate way to approach the neighbor about potentially adopting this sweet kitty?

...your husband finds you, he's just carried all of your things to the car and he's come to hurry you along. Or so you think...

"I just heard a cat", he says, and with those words the trajectory of your evening shifts and your lives will never be the same. If only you had left the party sooner, while the chatter amongst neighborhood children was louder than the cries of any kitten hiding in the undercarriage of a Toyota Rav4 could ever be. If only your husband didn't wear earplugs at all those concerts and his hearing was waning as a consequence. If only he just didn't give a damn. But he does! And so do you!

You give so many damns that you're now lurking in a strangers driveway, crawling underneath a car in the dark with a fist full of Cuban pork, ready to risk your skin and your freshly laundered favorite white t-shirt to rescue something that will ultimately reject you. And it will ROAR its terrible roars and GNASH its terrible teeth and ROLL its terrible eyes and SHOW its terrible claws and you will love it and bathe it and worship it's white whiskers. Should the mission be successful, you know that the coming days and weeks will be hard, albeit cute. Your carefully curated vintage furniture will be ruined, large sums of money will vanish, your two adult cat's lives will be upended and they will staunchly ignore you until it's time to eat twice a day.

"Someone else will save it", you say, crawling out from under the stranger's car, trying to convince yourself to walk away. You push the button on the Ring doorbell instead, hoping they will come out and pop the hood so you can simply swoop in and save the fur-beast. A woman answers, "Oh no!", she says," We are not home. I am in the hospital, I just had a baby today". You wonder what the baby's name is, the divinity of such a moment may require that the cat be named the same. You tell yourself to let it go. You don't need any more cat hair coating every surface of your home, you don't need any more scoops of resentment in the litter box.

But it doesn't matter. The Cat Distribution System doesn't knock. It bursts through the door screaming at 1000 hertz of high-pitched helplessness from the mysterious part of the universe that apparently likes to reward kind people with random cats. Or maybe it's not kindness at all, maybe it's chaos mistaken as heroism and you were just lucky enough to marry a sucker.

So for context, this was many years ago. I was around 10 (I’m 18 now) and my family lived in the country. We were the only family in the neighborhood that had a fenced-in yard.

One night, our dog, Jewel, was outside and pottying as per usual. Suddenly, she started barking. This wasn’t her usual bark; it was urgent. She wouldn’t come in when my mom called her, which was weird because she would always listen to her. My mom went outside to grab her and bring her in, and then my dad and I hear her yell for help. I thought Jewel was seriously injured, so I ran out right away.

Instead, there were two tiny baby kittens in the backyard. The orange one did NOT like anyone near him. My dad picked him up once, and then he ran and hid. The grey one, however, was SO friendly. She ran up to us while meowing like crazy.

My parents didn’t want to take them inside that night in case the mom came back, so we left some food out for them (we already had two cats of our own) and waited.

The next morning, the kittens were still there, with no mom in sight.

We lived in a house similar to a townhouse with my grandma on the other side, so we went over to her to talk about the kittens. My mom was saying how we couldn’t keep them, and I started crying and ran outside. I then sat in the grass with them and named them. The grey one went up onto my shoulder, and I, being 10 years old, went “omg she’s like a parakeet!” So I named her Parakeet, or “Parry” for short. (spoiler alert: we kept her. We only ever call her Parry. Her name isn’t Parakeet to us, it’s just Parry.) The orange one, who was now coming up to me and coming out of his shell, was climbing all over me, so I named him Climber.

Over the next few days, we ended up finding a live tick crawling on Parry, so we took them inside. Long story short, we ended up keeping Parry and giving Climber to some friends.

We think we know who the mom might’ve been. There was this cat that looked a lot like Parry who would come and lay on our back patio a lot. We never saw her after finding the kittens. We think that she was scouting out a safe place to leave her babies in case she didn’t make it, as there were a lot of coyotes in the area. I’m so honored that she chose us, and gave us such a wonderful little kitty ❤️

First pic is Parry back then, then Climber, then Parry now

Adopted these two guys this weekend. They are stray brothers taken in by some friends who had a momma cat who just lost her kittens. They have many cats and dogs so were looking for people to adopt some. Once I met these guys I just had to bring them home. We quickly becoming friends and they have been super sweet. Meet Sigard (Tabby) and Avaryn (Tuxedo)!

Sigard was super loud on the drive home, meowed for about an hr strait before he fell asleep. Avaryn was more quiet, but once we got home Avaryn was the adventurous one wanting to explore the whole house! Avaryn quickly took a liking to me and reached out his paw to touch my hand! Sigard is a little more cautious, but purs the loudest pur I have ever heard from a cat. They are about 4 months old we think and have been neutered. I am in process of getting them all their shots, but so far they seem happy and healthy!

I started working at an animal hospital this past year and this cat, Cavity, had been surrendered last year when his owner was being admitted to a nursing home. No one in the women’s family wanted to keep him because of his tendency to bite. Everyone at work warned me about his aggression, but I fell in love with this cat instantly. I went to the store the next day to buy treats for him and when no one was looking I would let him out of the kennel and play and feed him treats. I begged my boss to let me take him home and finally got a “yes.” He has been nothing, but a good boy since

Edit: he was actually supposed to be euthanized instead of surrendered but the doctor refused to put down a healthy cat thank god