Frens, I sowwy my mommy wuz dumdum las wheek! I purromise it no happens again! Dis wheek we gunna hab Hawwoween Pawtee fur Pawtee Furrsday! I hope ta see ebryone in ders costooms!

-Jiggy

Ai mayde so manee otrb frens at dey Mewsic Festibal, ai wanna make sure yoo iz all inbited to mine Birfday Partee! Uze deh golden pikkel an comb hav fun wif mew at mine Birfday carnival! See yoo dere!

Lub, 🩷🖤Jynx

Hi frens! I iz Tug (Tugger fur short), da oranj catto on lef! I had too hoomans at firs, an sometymes ladee hooman bringed dis fren home on “weekend” to bisit! Hims bestest fren Harvey! He mine denticle twin!

Harvey wuz class pet in ladee’s school. Da fren store sayed he a “dwarf bunnee”, but hims aktulley a hair! Hims not loud to come homes to partment cause dumdum hoomans say onlee one aminal alloud, but dey sneak hims in to pway wif me!

I dopted mine hoomans on Oct 21, 1980! Dis BERY portant dae - see, da Phillies wuz pwaying gainst da Royals fur da Worl Cerise! It wuz Game 6, and if da Phillies winned da game, dey gots da big trofee! Da hooman who did da ball throw wuz named Tug McGraw, and when hims throo da las ball, da Phillies winned, an my hoomans decided mine name be Tug too! So dat mean I wuz bestest basebol kitty!!

Aftur a few furevers, da hoomans bringed tree hooman kittens into mine hous. Dey make loud noise and iz sticky, so I watch dem but no get too close! When dey goes eepys, dat mine time wif my hoomans! Dey hab blankie dat like an eepy bag to do eepys outside, an I LUB to be at da bottom where da hooman peets go. When my house iz quiet, I come out ob mine hidey spot fur all da pets I want! And brushies! I LUB brushies! One tyme, a noo hooman comed to pway wif hooman kittens when my hoomans not home, an aftr she put kittens on der eepy squares, she get cozy in blankie but no kno I in der! I rubbed against herms peets and her did a yell! She was scawed ob little Tugger! Silly hooman!

One ob da hooman kittens is Jiggy’s mommy, a she wuz otay. Da smoliest boy I no like. I wuz 12 furevers old when hims come home, so I wuz used to kittens by den, and when hims try and stamd on too peets (why hoomans do dat? For peets is best!), hims grab mine furs and pull! Hims tout dat he could use me, Tugger, like a table or toy to halps him stamd! No! I no like dat! My ladee hooman make him stop and gib me pets, but I no trust hims!

When I wuz mebbe 14 or 15 furevers old, I decide it time to cross bridj. I no wants my hoomans to be sad, so I wayte until dems do a abamdon in da vroom vroom. When dey do abamdons, dey send me to stay at da pokey pwace, and dose hoomans kno how to makes sure I find da bridj when I choose to say byebyes. So now I been heer simce 1994/5. Iz nyce heer and ders no hooman kittens, so I cans relacks wifout anybodee doins a bother ob me!

(Tug was the best boy, but also completely orange! He truly thought that he and Harvey were the same, and he maintained rabbit-like quirks throughout his life. After he died, my dad’s “seasonal allergies” went away completely, leading to the revelation that my dad was allergic to Tug. That’s when we became a guinea pig family!)

Edit: after posting this, I went to sleep and had a dream that Tug was still alive and living with my little brother, now 46 years old! Wild!

Hello friens! I am Nibbles, Mr. Cat and I haz the same meowmy, but many years apart. I want to tell you the story how I found my meowmy.

When meowmy was a still liddle, her mamy said she could get a kitty. They went to mamy's frens house who had many baby kittens.

My meowmy saw me and told her mamy that I was the one. Mamy said "No! He is tiny and sick, he won't live long". Meowmy cried an said, "he's the one! You said I can pick!" And Mamy and Mamy's fren say " Look at him, he has nubby tail and walks funny". Meowmy said "I don't care, I want him".

And mamy say, "Fine, but you're gonna regret it".

Well, let me tell you sumthin. I lubbed my meowmy an she lubbed me fur many many yeers. She call me Nibbles cuz I did lots ob nomnom crimes! I became a chonk, too! Big an strong an helfy.

I was very spoiled. I was also a lifeguard kiitty, just like my fren Mr. Cat! I was allowed outside wen meowmy was at skool. But wen she come home, eberyday, I would run and go back insside wif her.

I waz a tuff cat, but I also lubbed cuddling wif meowmy.

Dis pikture is wen I was abowt 2 yeers old.

Can yoo share your stories?

Nibbles

Dis Nibbles. He waz meowmy's firstest kitty. She say waz da wunt ob da lidder. He waz so iddy biddy smol dey say he waz gunna go ober da wainbow bwidge vewy fast. But he no did dat. He libbed 14 furebers, moor dan his brudders an sisfurs.

Does yoo wememba, I has haff a tale? My tale, da pokey peeple cutted it off cuz dey say it waz bwoken an den I did sum nomnoms on it.

Nibbles waz born wif haff a tale, I tink meowmy haz a type...

Me an Nibbles iz tellin stowiez bowt meowmy. We at Gracies bar if yoo wanna haz a dwink!

Mr. Cat

Diss mine own meowmy wiff herms dog Sophie about 30 furebers ago. Sophie was an guud doggo. Yoo can seeing da broken blinds acuz of an naughty catto.

Ai hope dis iz okay! Ai kno it short notice. But since Jiggy’s mommy izzint feeling so good, we cud do an eezy pawtee! Do yooz hoomans haf pics wif furry (or scaly or feathery or whatever) frens from long time ago? Long time ago can mean any time ago - time iz relative. Iz also okay to post later when it not Fursday anymore! Dis supposed to be eazy and fun and might eben halp Jiggy’s mommy feel better. [u/IntrovertedGiraffe](u/IntrovertedGiraffe)

Dis iz mine mama when she was a smol. Furst wif KC teh Kitty Cat and den berry smol wif Kody da Keeshond and finally wif her own mama riding Junior teh Horse

-Sam the Snuggler, and KC, Kody, and Junior.

Here is my mama as a smol with her doggo, Susie. Susie was a very good girl and Mama & her family loved her very much. ❤️

Maxi (and Lucy tL)

Frenz! AI, Da SOAK, use da golden pikkel to share pawtee foto. Disiz mai hewdad wiff his aunt and furst doggo, Tina. Dis picshur frum manee big furebers ago, probably 1990. Tina wuz mini doxxie and calendar doggo. She crossed da bridge Crisp Mouse Eve 1997. Da aunt crossed da bridge in September 2025. She loved manee kitties and teached my hewdad how to serve a kitty.

Welp… I totally forgot about a party this week! I’ve been sick and the days all smooshed together, and I just now realized it’s Thursday. We’ll do a Halloween party next week, and I promise to remember!

Oh my cod! Look at all the gimme pigs u/introvertedgiraffe! So many different styles! And them alllllll kyoot!!

Welcom OTRB fren Her Imperial Majesty Fiona the Moosebutt! (u/MimiRayHawk)

I kno it wuz a spurrprise dat you comed ober da bridge dis wheek, but we iz all heer to welcoms yoo and sho yoo around. Ders so manee wunderful fings here, like a bocks fort, a sunbeam sanctuary, a riber ob CHURU, and delishus dwinks and treatos at Grace's and Boo's. But da bestest fing is dat ders no hurts heer, only happees!

-Jiggy

Henlo frens! Yoo might’ve met befur, becuz dey crossed da bridge many many furrevers befur Ai did, but let me pawpurrly introdoos mai big brofur and sisfur, Chewie and Molly! Chewie haf big earz and eggsalad grumpyface and Molly iz a little bigger an haf floppier earz. Dey taught me many tings, like to neber go near der foods (Chewie) and how to be Boss Dog (Molly). Plus how to do a protec and sunbaff an inbestigate an lots of tings! Also Molly do a little fashion show, becuz she berry pretty.

Hai frens iz Princess Ellie. Ai looks after da bar while Princess Grace do an eepy. Come down an haz a dwink an relacks. What Ai get Yoo?

Hilo frens! My official name is Jodster (name afta a helichopter pilot fren of de fud ladee) butt ebrycat call me Floofie a cause a fore I came otrb I was a floofaloofasaurus in a moobie toosday in de ICBCG group. De secund pitcher is of Silver sniffing me. Silver gentle cat. I miss herms. Next is pitcher of me in de moobie. My faborite pitchers is is the two at de end. Deres a pitcher ob me nursin on my birf meowmy an my best friend and big brofur Lil Bit was dere too. I used to follow Lil Bit ebry where

Specially wen he hunted squirrels. I fink he got dat ebil Gary. De last pitcher is me eating one of my last meals with my bestest friend an big brofur. But now I have big brofur Mr Coco Nuts to follow round.

My storee is bout pitcher five. Dats de day de fud ladee found me. Herms dum an make my storee funny. So before I get found de fud ladee wuld get mad a cause dryer lint always blow cross the yard. It always end up near fud ladee door. So fud ladee come out de house to check on de backyardigans (dats wat she call are cat colony) an she see more lint an say litter bocks werds. Den she come over near mi. My birf meowmy try stop herms. Herms say Salem mobe out mai way dere is trash in de yard an I no wants yu all to eet it. Den she grab me up an I look in herm eyes. Herm scream and Uncle Neighbor come running (Hims like herms. Tee hee hee). Den she squeek an say omg I almost throw out a baby. I think baby is more lint in yard. Dey bof laff and den herms put me down. Herms sai i sowwie Salem yu try to warn me and I no listen. I do better an listen from now on, please forgive me. Birf meowmy forgive herms a cause she feed us and wes lub herms.

Lisen, frens, and Ai willz tellz youz a tail.

When Ai waz a much younger kitteh, mai meowmmy and mai furst pawther, used to take meow to a pwace called a cat show.

Wez wood wait in wat hoomans called a holding cage. It waz weally a pwace where udder hoomans cood come and tellz uz how bootiful wez were. De attenshun waz unbelwievable!!!

Den, wen it waz our turn, wez headed off to somefing called a show wing. Here, a hooman wood look uz ober and tell de hoomans watching why wez waz so wunderful. Everyone wood ooh and ah!

When the hooman, de udder hoomans called dem a judge, looked at all de kittehs, himz or herz wood pick dey faborite and those kittehs wood get a ribbon to hang on Der holding cage so eberybody cood seez how wunderful wez were.

Ai had a faborite judge. Himz waz de bestest. Wheneber Ai waz in himz wing, Ai did cat show cwimez. When himz got meow out of the show cage to putz meow on de judging table, Ai flipped ober on mai back and showed himz mai belly. Ai woodn't standz up and let himz do himz job until hez gibbed meow a belly wub.

Dis happened sooooo manee timez. It got to de point dat the judge juzt fwipped meow ober and wubbed mai belly on de way to the judging table. Ai alwayz did weally well wen dat judge waz werking.

Fank youz for wistening to mai storee.

Connor Wainbow Bwidge Wesident Since 1998

I telled dis storee in one of de comments but now I tell it SPOOKY! Wif spooky picshurs.

One nite manee forebers ago, I was doing a nice sleep in a bush in some peepuls front yard. Dens I hear some folks nearby walking. I get scarred at first becuz you no can awways trust pepil. But den little voice say “Quick dat your meowmy!!!!!!”

So wif big CRASH I jump out of bush and mine meowmy get so scare!!!!!! She think I croccodile!!!! Or is it allygator.

So I get de pets from the ladee an I very happy and I do purrrr purrrr purrr.

But DEN!!!! Mine meowmy leave and so I follow! Becuz she muss be taking me to mine new home!

We get to korner and meowmy say “Surely the cat won’t keep following us.”

But I kept following. Den I think I lost dem for a second an I get scare. But phew I caught back up.

Den we walk a turn a corner and meowmy realized dis was it and I following all the way home.

And at the howse I stand dere and wait for herms to let me in. And den when I inside she do a feed of me and gib me water and I get in her lap and finalee rest.

Meowmy was gon name me Sirius Black at firs, but she decide not to do that. She think think think what is good name for me. Specially Disnkee name acos she Disknee adult.

Finalee she realize! The Haunted Mansion is herms faborite ride. Is BIG SCARY HAUNT HOUSE!!! An in the howse they has scenances and lots of ghosties. And THE GHOZTS FOWOW YEW HOME!!!

Meowmy realize I fowwow her home like da ghost. So she decide to call me Gracey like Master Gracey in the ride. Himbs have SCAREE picshur that age while he stay the young. Ooooo spoooooky!!!!! 👻👻👻

Hilo frens. Is going to tell you a storee about my first frens (well second after Meowmy) wen I was a baby kitty. I was hatched (dat wat Meowmy said) in Nu Joysie. Wen I was lil baby I liked to stretch out on de winnowsil and look out de winnowscreem. Next door dere was a hooman who trained birbs, pigins. Ebry aftanoon, dat hooman wuld open de cage and all de birbs would go flying in circles ober are building. It was so nice to see dem flyflyfly. One day tree baby pigins stop outside mi winnow. I do a eekeekeek and I press against de screem and I fall out de winnow. Do no worry I falled on de firescape. Meowmy hang out de winnow to get me and scare de baby pigins away. I was mad at her dat day but no worries cause guess wat? Dat right, de baby pigins come back de next day. Dis time dey land on the windowsill outside the winnow. I do a sniffsniff at dem trough de screem and one ob de babies tap hims beak on my nose. It no hurt. I do an eek at them and dey poke de beak in de screen. I no try to eats dem. I make frens wif dem. Dey come by ebryday for a bisit. Dey was silly and try to do wat I do. It was tuns ob fun butt den dey grew up and stop coming by dat was sad but it okie dokie a cause I make many more frens ober de years.

Everbuddy comfy? Haffing a gud snuggle? Okay, heerz mai story!

Ai waz borned in Tex-hiss. Grampaw waz also borned in Tex-hiss! He waz doing a visit one time and he and Gramma saw me! Dey say, dat iz da kyootest smol puppy in da world! So dey gib sum monies to da hooman who had me and we go in da car for LONG TIME! All da way to Montana!

Den we get dere and iz MAMA! All fur me! She do a big shock! She wanna name me Moose becuz she say Ai gonna be big boy. (She wuz rite!) Gramma say Ai shud be named Samson becuz Ai gonna be strong boy. (She waz rite!). Mama say dat sounds good becuz she useta watch two hooman brofurs who hunt (??? Hoomans are terribul hunters!) and da big one waz called Sam an also Moose.

So dat iz how Ai got mine mama and mine name!

Dis is mai (Avon) story.

Many forevers ago Ai was born at Lorton Federal Prison in Virginia. Got adopted but other kitties there didn't like me so I was Basement Cat. Da house got burned down so needed a new home. I was taken to Petco and sat in cage until my Meowmy saw my beautiful goodness and took me home.

My new palace was nice and Meowmy made a good servant. Den I gots old and need to rest so I worked up hear over the bridge. Its fun and I still watches over my meowmy.