Meet Chintu our 4 months old kitty whom we rescued 45 days ago. The first few pics are on the day of rescue when we took him to the vet as he was infested with worms, mites, fungal and bacterial infections and liver issues. He was 2.5 months old when I first saw him on a road on my way to office crying for help. Happy to say he has been doing well and gained healthy weight. The bloodwork is excellent. Blessed to have this orange boy in my life.

Curly was tiny when he arrived in our care, half the size of calves his age. He was gravely ill and kept us up for many sleepless nights. Curly is one determined little guy, though. He may have had a rough start to life, but he is thriving now.

adopted this sweetheart 3 weeks ago. She's now Peaches

We adopted Sebastian from the local animal shelter and found out he was brought in with a large group of cats. I love seeing before and after of all the happy animals living their best lives. Here’s his intake photo to spoiled rotten just two months later. (He’s also awaiting his turn with the one brain cell, it has not showed up yet).

The last update

She’s still doing great, every day I’m grateful to have had the opportunity to adopt her.
She’s currently curled up, half upside down—like in pic 8, Sep 2026—in the bed beside me, even though her usual preferred spot this time of year is fully available (a radiator tube bed—pic 9, Oct 2026—that gets incredibly toasty when the heating is on, like now!)

Pic 1: Feb 2024, the before picture
Pic 2 & 3: March 2024, first fave sleeping spot and enjoying belly rubs in the sun (adopted March 1st)
Pic 4: Feb 2025, the hilariously angry look I got after preventing her from falling into the very full bubble bath I was in (she wanted to drink the water 😩)
Pic 5–9: mid-late summer 2026, testing out various cosy sleeping spots ahead of the colder months
Pic 10: the current favourite snoozing spot during the daytime when the central heating isn’t on, and from where the local birds can be watched closely for suspicious activity, 12 Oct 2026

One day, this poor kitty showed up outside my home out in the country, clearly asking for help. She was incredibly skittish and standoffish at first, but I spent days slowly earning her trust until I finally won her over.

Once she let me get close, I got her all cleaned up, fed, and into much better shape. She needed a name fitting for her new life, so I chose Freyja, after the Norse goddess of love and beauty. It fit her perfectly!

A few months went by, and Miss Freyja started putting on some serious weight. I honestly just thought she was finally getting full and happy after starving on the streets. Nope! She completely surprised me by giving birth to a litter of beautiful kittens!

The black-and-white boy, Gizmo, found his forever home right here with me. The other baby went to a wonderful friend of mine, so they are all safe and loved.

Photo Guide: 1. First pic: Freyja the exact day she found me. 2. Second pic: Her glowing up and getting healthy. 3. Third pic: The surprise bundle of joy! 4. Fourth pic: Gizmo all grown up into the most wonderful, loving cat.

Freyja still prefers running around outside to this day (you can't fully take the country out of the cat!), but she never has to worry about food again, and she has a warm, safe place to sleep through the cold months. I am so incredibly thankful this precious soul sought out my help.

We were outside at Angie's on Christmas Eve and this cat just walked up like he'd been invited. No collar, no chip, just decided we were his. Vet said about a year old then, so he's ∼2 now.

First photo is that night after he showed up on the porch. Second is this week. Still acts like he pays rent.

Wheezy (the white tabby, also CDS, also ∼2) showed up 19 days ago and is learning from the master.

We pulled into our driveway May 2024 to a cat asleep on the pavement. He looked dead…. Missing hair, ticks, mites, and a skeleton. It took about 6 months of doggy gate introductions for me to feel comfortable with him and the dogs. Now he cuddles the biggest pup and plays outside in the back yard with them. My husband is allergic to cats so I though for sure we couldn’t keep him. Good thing for Henry, we are both suckers. We adore him and feel so lucky to have a cat.

the first 3 pics are from the night we found him and brought to a vet.

found this terrified pup living under a trash bin, surviving on a food leftovers from a cafe nearby while fighting off blood parasites and a broken paw.

After a long recovery and a lot of veterinary care, he finally healed and learned what it means to be safe. now he is the most joyful loving and spoiled (guilty) dog you could ever meet

First three pics are from the night I brought him home. Found him terrified, hungry, and all on his lonesome at the park (unchipped, not neutered, and covered in fleas). Originally intended to foster until I could find him a home, but he quickly stole my heart! Now he’s my ever-goofy best bud. ❤️ Lucky is an understatement!!!!

He has been a sweet and cuddly boy since the day he came home.

I adopted my dog from a very loving family, who adored him, two years ago.

They fell on hard times and just couldn’t afford to care for him anymore.

I am wondering the opinion of this group:

The two of us have a deep bond. We are definitely soul mates. And…. he still looks for his family. Every vehicle like theirs, every child laughter, baby sounds, he jerks around to stare at it until he knows it’s not them.

I have their contact info. I just can’t decide whether it would be good for him or not. I’m adopted myself lol - and I think that’s having an effect on this consideration.

Thank you!

He was rescued from the streets, his hair was matted and had to be shaved, and he was extremely underweight. Now his at a healthy weight and has gorgeous, well-maintained hair

I posted when I first got this sweet girl and it’s already been two months!! She’s so different already! She stands up so tall, I’m excited to see what she looks like as a full grown cat. Only four months so far

This is six weeks after rescuing Georgia. Clearly she’s happy to be in her forever home after being bopped around for the last seven years of her little life. She’s small in size – including a stubby tail from a mystery injury – but she has a larger than life personality (once she trusts you). So blessed to have her in our lives.

Tiny was in bad shape when we found her. We poured food on the ground for her and her family. But the mother, already pregnant with the next litter, would not let Tiny eat. She would growl and hit her if she tried.

We took Tiny to the truck to eat in peace. Once the family finished the kibble they all left without Tiny. It was clear they didnt have enough food to go around so she was getting culled.

As a result of her mother's deliberate starving her out even now Tiny only weighs 6 lbs as an adult! (without uterus) But she is the happiest kitty in the whole wide world, she loves to play, and she is madly in love with her boyfriend Slurp (neutered).

I cry sometimes thinking about how such a bright light in the world was almost extinguished before she had a chance to shine. And I'm extremely proud of Slurp for coming around and accepting Tiny: he definitely did not at first but they're little lovers now.

This is Chops. First two photos are the day he came home. We met through an adoption agency and as soon as I met him, I knew he'd be perfect for our little family. He loves the beach, rawhide chewies and tormenting his canine sister. He's a really good boy! Vet extimates he's about 3 by the condition of his (deformed) teeth, even though his papers say he was 5 last year. Regardless of his age, we love Chops and we're glad he came into our lives 💜

Before / After

His name is Milo and he’s about 5 months now.
It took me 3 whole days to get his trust and to get him safe.

I don’t really know if he got lost from his mom or if something happened to her, but he spent all day and night crying for her and she never came.

When he finally trusted me and started eating the food I left for him, he ate it all in seconds. He drank the whole water for minutes non-stop.

He was so scared that he hissed at me the first time I tried to pet him, and the second time he started purring (I think purring is his signature)

I got him home, and he quickly hid behind a chair in my bedroom, but it didn’t take long for him to come out and start to feel comfortable in his new home.

Now he sleeps everyday cuddling with me and purring in my bed. Follows me everywhere I go.

Those 3 exhausting days were totally worth it and I’m really happy that I heard him and could find where he was hiding.

He’s the sweetest boy ever, even tho he gives me really hard love bites 😂 and he does this while purring, of course.