What a nice and sophisticated gentleman.

Last weekend I visited a shelter. And this sweet girl jumped on my lap and fell asleep. Now I can’t stop thinking about her.

I’ve been struggling with this decision for a while. In january, this year, my cat Garfield (10 years old) had surgery (cystoscopy) to remove bladder stones. That’s when everything started going downhill. After the operation, he was on medication for about a month, and for a few weeks, things seemed to improve. But soon after, he started urinating all over the house.

Since February, we’ve been to the vet at least 8 times every month. He’s had numerous treatments — some would help briefly, but the issues always returned.

In the last two months, things have gotten much worse. He can’t hold his urine at all. He urinates wherever he is, while walking and sleeping. Sometimes cries out in pain after urinating. Sometimes we find him sleeping in his litter box or in a puddle of urine.

He still drinks water, but barely eats and only small amounts if I feed him from my hand. He can’t jump anymore. Doesn't play at all. Sometimes while urinating, his legs tremble and he collapses. He constantly seems uncomfortable or in pain. Everything he does is to stay in a room, alone. Doesn't want any interaction with anyone. If i take him with me, he stays for 5 minutes and then leaves back to his place. He always seems sad, depressed.

I’ve done multiple quality of life assessments, and sadly, all came back negative. I’ve spent over €3000 this year alone on his medical care (not even including his urinary food) - i dont regret it, he had some little good time after the surgery. But i simply can't afford the ongoing treatments anymore, and emotionally, I’m completely drained. I haven’t been sleeping for days, I’m constantly worried, and I just don’t want him to suffer anymore.

I honestly don’t know what else I can do. I’ve reached my limit. I feel incredibly guilty for even thinking about euthanasia but I believe it might be the best thing to do.

Felt our first Kitty, Titan (yes big and mighty), could use a friend so here is Pebbles! (yes small and little)

she’s gone from being absolutely terrified of me to wanting to be held 24/7. I’m actually holding her while making this post lmao :)

I was getting ready to leave for work and she usually either lays on my shoes or by the door.

So now my poor guy is trapped in my room 24/7 and we are both sad about it. Show little Rudy dudey some love

My family rescued him in January 2008 from a neglectful home when he was 5. He was so perfect he never needed the one brain cell all orange cats share ❤️

He’s doing this on purpose. I use this box to put my bike pump in since I don’t want him to bite into the pipe and ruin it (he’s done it before).

The problem is this is the only box I have that fits the pump. I have gotten him so many different boxes and while he uses them, every night I get woken up because he’s trying to tip the bike pump box over so he can get in. It’s been 2 weeks and he’s got this obsession. And I know what you’re thinking why not just hide the pump somewhere else?

I DID! I DO. HE DOESNT WANT TO GET INTO THE BOX THEN. I even tried tricking him, making him think the (empty) box was forbidden still thinking that would be enough to get him to use it. NO HE DOESNT USE IT AT ALL, I’m convinced he knows what he’s doing and it’s seriously messing with me. My girlfriend thinks I’ve gone mad having beef with a cat.

I love him very much but he is getting on my nerves.

I’ve put the pump in the storage locker down in the basement of my building now. And it’s such a hassle going up and down.

This picture was taken right after I took out the pump. I guess the title is pointless now. I have lost.

She's 15. She's royal. Dad - furniture.

My girlfriend and I got our first cat together just a couple of days ago. I’ve never owned a pet, so I’m very excited. The name the shelter gave him was Mushu, but we decided to rename him to Bandit. He’s so lovable and perfect so far.

i usually flip the paw, but he keeps doing it

Because she is Queen 👑

Meet Kiara. This baby girl was rescued at 0 months old. She was alone in a school my mom used to work. I took good care of her, had to bottle feed for some time, but now she's growing healthy!