-Brigitte Baker My house, not my cat. It only took 10 years, but one of our long term ferals we have cared for just crawled into my lap. I’ve never felt more honored.
-Brenda Evangelista My husband. Not my cat. She wandered in and became Miss Steal Yo Man. This was last night. She’s still here today…. I don’t think she has plans to leave.
-Linda Stearns Not my cat provided me with 13 not my kittens this year. She is now not my spayed cat.
-Morgan Wilson Doing dishes and glance out the window. These are not my cats.
-Keiran Currah My neighbor’s cat arrives with a meow at 7am and stays the whole day until said neighbor texts me at 5pm asking for her cat back.
-Bethany Burnett Three years ago, on bonfire night, this void yelled out from my damn walls/roof. My wall vent, not my cat.
-Brigitte Baker My house. My porch. My packages. Not my cat. I think this is part of a new program through Amazon Prime… “SecuriKitteh”.
Because nobody messes with my packages.
-Jacqueline Dante My couch, not my cat. She has been in our house every day since the lockdown and sometimes she sleeps in our bed at night. She is so kind and I love her so much.
-Yael Gold My house, my bed, not my cat! This is Max, a ginger cat that belongs to my neighbor, and he came by to watch some TV with me.
Should I bring him snacks and some beer?
-Shelby Riley My roommate was taking the trash out and found this baby by the dumpster. She is very small and very cute. We named her Miso.
-Zarah Elizabeth Beishline My house, not my cat. We are bookended by farms so people toss their unwanted cats here. The cats know I’m a sucker for kitty snuggles.
-Casey Nager My house, my couch, not my cat(s). At the time the picture was taken. This very young stray started visiting our yard this summer. Her visits became occurring daily; it became obvious she was spending nights there, too.
Then, she gave birth to 4 kittens under the porch. Soon she moved them into the garage. Next she started bringing them onto the porch…then into the kitchen…then one day I woke up from a nap, and there they all were.
I don’t think they plan on leaving.
-Morgan Sager My cat, Bubba, formed an alliance with these two strays (I call one Pip and the other Brown Cat) and they have been patrolling the hood ever since. Probably longer than I realize. I saw Brown Cat around for two years before he finally got brave enough to get close to me. Pip wasn’t even fixed so I took care of that. I have had to do sooooo much for these hooligans but they’re part of Bubba’s crew so we look out for them.
-Ashley Louise My house, not my cat. Unless something changes and his owners are found, he is staying.
-Laura Litster My house, not my cat! She silently followed me through the front door, then jumped on the sofa. Took me by complete surprise. No collar, so I decided to call her Miss Pring, as she made the loudest “prrringg” noise to get my attention
-Paula Leech This is my mom in her kitchen. She doesn’t own a cat.
-Emily Partington My parent’s new neighbors have some interesting cats.
-Rebecca Lavender My cat is trying to move his friend in.
-Ashley Mie My bed. Not my cat. This is Tiger. He lives nearby me. He has humans, but they don’t take great care of him. He was attacked by an animal and developed an abscess on his head which I treated a few months ago and he began spending more time on my porch.
-Morgan Bednarek My deck, not my cat or kittens. I’m so in love with them already.
-Kimberly Young Stearns This cat followed mine home one day. She’s chill enough to hang around, not chill enough to keep as a pet. We had a hurricane hit on the 16th, so she sheltered in our garage. Turns out she was pregnant and birthed a single white kitten during the storm.
I found the kitten in my garage and am SO HAPPY she feels that this is a safe space for her youngin’.
-Lori Hilderman Barsi My cat eating while his friend from next door is patiently waiting his turn.
-Jennie Huggins My house, not my cat (or sponge.) She just came running through the garden and into the house with this thing in her mouth.
-Christopher Römer My family, our new house and definitely NOT our cat. The former owner used to feed him and now it seems like our responsibility.
-Tori Hanekom Olive is my neighbor’s cat who has a raspy smokers meow. We recently moved in and she made herself instantly at home by burgling into our house through the windows and front door that I leave open through the day. We live tiny, so sometimes I will be facing one direction in my home, turn around and be greeted out of nowhere by a meow that sounds as if she just puffed on 20 packs of cigarettes.
-Liz Lyons I found out recently that this cat I’ve been feeding 3 times a day is not a stray, but belongs to a neighbor at the end of our street. I was showing her random photos on my phone and she asked why I had so many of her cat. This cat is a six-dinner sid and I am a sucker
-Emily Zagar This is my house and this is what greets me when I open my front door. We have 2 cats and this is NOT one of them.
-Atik Ariyani My laptop, not my cat. She came to our house few weeks ago and then start comforting herself and following people in the house.
Then this week, she start hijacking my laptop.
-October23rd2077 Again? I do not own this cat. I do not know this cat. I do not know how this cat got in my house.
-Benjamin Todd My house, not my cat. I could hear him, but took me a while to find him. This is my neighbor’s cat.
-Holly Roseberry Not my cat, sleeping under my grill.
-Boyd Jones My house’s cat bed, not my possum.