#cats are everything

[darklordspooko]

It’s true

[tobyunreal]

cats

reblog if you agree

[thenilofernoorulain]

Cat photos in dark with a flashlight are always 50-50 because you either get stuff like these:

Or stuff like these:

My phone has a really good flashlight because these were taken in pitch black rooms hehe

[gogandmagog]

"To the memory of 'Lucky’, the charming and affectionate comrade of fourteen years."

— the Jane of Lantern Hill dedication, Lucy Maud Montgomery

Dear Jane of Lantern Hill book club,

I’m in no way prematurely reading ahead of schedule but today as I was locating my physical copy of Lantern Hill, I thought I might take a peek at any forewords, and instead found this very sweet little dedication to one of Maud’s ‘favourite’ cats, called Lucky! Anyone who had looked through Maud’s scrapbooks (also see: above photo) will also remember ‘Lucky’ by his formal name ‘Good Luck.’ And anyway, I thought okay… surely we can talk about Lucky, before we leap tomorrow!

Off to a great start if we have a little pal like Lucky to see us off!

Here’s a little more Good Luck content (plus one extra bonus cat that seemed relevant!), and see all the Lantern Hill book clubbers tomorrow! xx

From the Life and Work of L.M. Montgomery:

1937; Montgomery’s beloved cat, Lucky, dies, and she writes a lengthy journal entry about him and dedicates Jane of Lantern Hill (complete the same year, 1937) to him. Montgomery was passionately fond of cats all her life.

TOP: One of Maud’s (numerous!!!) snapshots of Lucky.

BOTTOM: Her last scrapbook entry is also from 1937. It is a clipping of a Glaswegian, whisky-drinking film-star cat "Matthew of Greengables," that Montgomery had seen in a silent film. The caption says, "The cats had their day in Glasgow yesterday when a Cat Show was held in the City Hall. Here is Mrs. Sargent Stowe with 'Mathew of Greengables.' This pretty puss is a film star, having appeared in 'Abdul Hamid.'"

ABOVE: The Lucy Maud Montgomery Heritage Society shared this granite rock painting of “Napping Lucky,” by artist Rosemary Scully, which can be found at the Children’s Garden of the Senses, in Norval, Ontario.

“The Children's Garden of the Senses is a Sensory Garden. The Garden is dedicated to the famous Canadian author Lucy Maud Montgomery and it pays tribute to her writings especially about gardens and landscapes which she describes in a very sensory way.”

Guys. Guys. I am ‘wild with delight’ over this. 🥺🫶🏻 The painting. The garden. I’m going to be warm-in-the-heart over it all evening.

Thanks for everything Good Luck! 🐈‍⬛ What a little soul you must’ve been!

[meowlovers]

[drowningferret-x]

Clean & sleepy.

[poison-uwu]

All I have to offer is my cat :)

Socials x

[vanitxxxy]

[arson98743]

The world is a cat

[captainpirateface]

[coffee-obsessed-snake]

James: *drunk and suffering after his breakup* what can be worse than the heartbreak I am going through!

Regulus: *already drunk and tearing up* stepping on a cats tail and not being able to convey how sorry you are to them

[echoarts03]

Just had to put my cat down last night.

TW below the cut: Starvation & death

My gray tuxedo cat, Clouseau [clue-so], was put down at 9:10pm EST on March 4th, 2024. He was my unregistered emotional support animal, a major lovebug, and a *velcro cat. Even when he was sick and could hardly walk, he came to me and climbed into my lap when I cried. He was one of the best cats I ever have had/will have and will be missed dearly by so many people.

*Velcro cat: Feline companions that follow their humans everywhere are often referred to as “Velcro pets” because of their desire to be attached to your side.

You may be curious; why did we euthanize him? Well, not only did he have thyroid disease, kidney disease, and POSSIBLY lymphoma, but he was also starving himself. And on top of that, he was FIV+, meaning his body just couldn't fight these things off like a normal cat's immune system could have, even with the plethora of medicines we were giving him.

My brother, who wanted nothing to do with this cat, broke down into tears before we left, holding the cat for the first and only time ever, grieving just like me, my mom, and my cousin were.

He said he wants to be a part of the next cats' lives.

It was my first time being a part of the euthanasia process, and it was the longest hour I've ever experienced. I held him when it happened, and my mom and I held each other for a long time when we got to the car.

I went to bed at 10:30 last night as opposed to 12/1 am.

He's been so sick, though, that this morning, I feel a lot less awful than I thought I would be feeling. He's out of pain, He's with his brother now! And as much as I miss him, he wasn't living the life he deserved to live. He was suffering. My mom thinks I did a lot of my grieving before he died, and I came to terms with it relatively early on.

Of course, I still miss him, though.

All I hope is that he was greeted with open arms by his brother, who we not only lost last February, but was also his best friend.

We will be going to the shelter on Friday in hopes of adopting 2 new cats.

Hold your animals close, guys. The void they'll leave once they're gone is suffocating.

Rest in peace, Clouseau. Mommy loves you. ❤️

[poetryandpeonies]

ladies and gentlemen, c a t s ✨

[ghostravenxo]

Cat love.

[readingslump]

cats. I would die for them. I would live for them. I would kill for them. They are my life. My purpose. I have nothing but them. Pinterest cats.

[meowlovers]