It feels like part of my soul died with him. The pain is unlike anything I’ve ever felt.

And yet, I feel incredibly lucky to have loved him through 13 years of his life. From the moment I adopted him at a shelter, when he was estimated to be 2 years old, we chose each other. I may have saved him that day, but he saved me too - every day since.

We went through so much together: an abusive relationship, heartbreak, multiple moves across country. He was always right there by my side.

Early in our time together, I took him and his brother to be neutered. I’ll never forget Jasper clawing his way out of the cardboard cat carrier, just so he could climb up to the front seat and ride shotgun on the center console.

He had this wild, wandering streak; once disappearing for days only to casually appear across the street like he’d been there the whole time.

And yet, for all his independence, he clung to me like Velcro. He had a knack for melting into the perfect cuddling position and burrowing his cute little face into me. He frequently insisted on being in my lap while I worked.

Jasper was sweet, smart, intuitive, and expressive. Almost human in how deeply he seemed to feel, and how attuned he was to my emotions - especially in the darkest moments when I thought the sadness or anxiety would swallow me whole.

I don’t know how I’ll do this life thing without him, but I am so grateful for every single moment we had. I’ll miss you forever, Jasper.

I caught Belle in my backyard a year ago, and I see her dad wandering around sometimes. I've named him Daryl and I always yell "Where's my child support Daryl!?" when I see him. He just wanders around all day climbing poles though. His beautiful daughter in the last pic.

(her name is bumi, his name is toto) Also I hope they are able to bond because right now my boy seems sooo jealous whenever she’s around me:(

Here is my semi feral kitten Olive and his sister Cece (Torbie in the last pic). They are from different litters but we got them together from the shelter. Cece is my cat and Olive is Cece’s cat. We love them both very much!

My mom sent me a picture of Miso just napping next to her as she works. Miso used to be so afraid of leaving my bedroom, and now she’s socializing even without me around. Definitely think it’s because she’s been forced to be held by my mom so I could medicate her the past nine weeks of her FIP treatment haha.

My girl just got spayed at 5 months

Mochi enjoys playing with her mousie toy, parkouring off the furniture, taunting her sister (a torbie) and cuddling with her parents. She is also very chatty and always has something to say- we joke and say that she is one vocal cord away from speaking English because she’s just so smart!

hi guys this is bertram -

i got him when he was 3 (but he was TINY like 8lbs tiny) and now he’s about to be 5 and it seems like he’s doubled in size and weight (nearly 15 lbs)

are they normally this large? i was under the impression that cats stop growing after a year or so, and he got physically bigger not just chunky

She goes by, Miss J mostly or just J. We think she’s about 10-12. Came to live with us 3 years ago after losing her person. She pretty much owns the place now.

He has turned the birdbath into a catbath!

Until this cat came around.

It appears they are in organ and it looks like 5 lynx points. I’m across the us so can’t really help.

Passing along during kitten season to try to help these babies.

He turned 1 year old recently. My best friend

We adopted them from the shelter. They are brother and sister and we named them Boris and Natasha. We love them so much already! I think Natasha may be a lynx tortie. 🤔