Hilarious Stories Of Cats That Entered Home And Never Left.
March 27, 2022
Sometimes we chose a cat and other times the cat chose us. No matter how much we may like a cat, if the cat doesn’t approve of us, we do not stand a chance with it. It would hiss, scratch and even bite just to express its feelings about a certain human. Trying to get to know a cat is not an easy thing. A cat is like an open book at the same time a very complicated puzzle that is nearly impossible to solve. In our attempt to befriend a cat, we start giving it food. Thinking maybe it would just jump into our lap or walk into our home with us one day. Unfortunately, it’s like waiting for a ship at the airport if the cat doesn’t want us to be it’s human. They would eat the food, hiss at us and leave.
Although a cat is an extremely private animal with an introverted nature, sometimes it would let its guards down and let us be close to it. It would lightly sniff our hands and reach out to us with its paws, demanding to be petted. When a cat likes us, it just starts to hang out with us. Whether we like it or not, it would start visiting us at our home, start to sit on our furniture, clothing and even our laps. One day you would find it sleeping on your fresh laundry and even playing with random objects around the house. That’s how we know that we are the chosen ones. A cat may find a house and call it her home. We have complied 23 hilarious stories of cats that entered the home and never left. Scroll down and check them out.
“2 months later as I picked it up from the street, I can’t understand why no one wanted this big ball of love”
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“My cat asked me to tell about him too …))) This will be a long post with photos and a story about how we found the cat, lost and found it again. “
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It so happened that for almost a year we lived in an apartment with my husband and daughter completely without animals, it was empty and boring. Nobody follows you, asks for nothing and does not treat you as an eternal slave … my husband began to complain that he was the only man in the house and that this burden was too heavy for him. So we started looking for a cat. One day my husband went for a night stroll looking to a convenience store. On the way back he walked through the courtyards and in one of the courtyards a kitten followed him, cried and ran after him. The kitten was already an adult, about 5-6 months, but her husband immediately drew attention to him … because he was RED. So they walked together, a couple of blocks, in the end my husband called me and said, they say, wait for the guests.
“My house, not my kitty. I came home and my kids got a kitten apparently. My 3 cats and dog aren’t too happy.”
Sometimes a new addition to the family is not presently welcomed by the existing pets. They get sort of jealous of the new pet as it’s getting all the love and attention they used to get from their owner. All animals need is a lot of love, attention and food. When we show these innocent beings a little care, they’re ours. Only if they find it safe and secure. If the new pet is younger than the existing pets, there are chances they would soon be friends and if it’s their age or older, it can take some time or maybe we would have to give up the new pet in the end.
“I found this miracle on the street a year ago. The street cat brought it to my feet and left. That’s what has grown. The cat needed a house, the cat got it.”
‘Hooman, I choose you.’
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So 5 years ago ( July 7th) I got a text from my husband saying “no, not happening, absolutely not, dont even think about it” I was at work and very confused as he should have been halfway to work by that point. He was running late and as he opened the door to leave a kitten ran inside. I came home to our two adult male cats who brought a little kitten to me. I was shocked but instantly knew what my husband meant. He was not chipped, I posted him on all the sites and knocked on everydoor for 2 blocks each direction. Husband named him and refused to let him go to a rescue. My house, not my baby cat has yet to leave
“I got a cat like that in September 2006. first floor, a window is open. at 3 o’clock at night I heard greaves on the glass, got up and there the cat got up, I sat with him on a chair in the kitchen, smoked and carried it outside, and the next evening the cat came with the intention of staying and I did not object. he lived with me until April 2017.”
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“I did not pay attention to the cat that sits in the entrance near the entrance to the basement. But yesterday I decided to call, a miracle comes running, purrs, fidgets. I tell her: “Shall we go home?” and I walk up the stairs, she follows me”
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“Was making coffee and heard a strange sound coming from outside. Opened the curtains to find this ginger clinging to my screen crying to be let in. My apartment, not my catEdit: How could I resist?! Of course I let him in”
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“How I found the cat”
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Exactly a year ago, I was driving home in a half-empty suburban minibus, a usual such standard groove. I was sitting by the window, stuck into the scenery, and suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed some kind of reddish spot moving around the bus. A kitten, very small, all dirty, in some kind of engine oil, runs back and forth. In a split second, I understand that he was simply stupidly thrown out in the minibus, because he himself would not have been able to get into the PAZik. And to me it is straight fucking pity as it is a pity for any small unfortunate discarded animals. One side. On the other hand, we already have a cat, my mother already has a cat, my mother-in-law already has 4 cats, and I understand that we are clearly not on our way with this passenger. I turn away from the window, hoping that the kitten will become attached not to me, but to someone else. However, after walking around the cabin a little, she jumps into the next seat with me
“I clicked my tongue at the familiar lying yard dog, but a cat jumped out of the trash can with a loud purr.”
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“Last month my cat disappeared. A week ago I found him and brought him home. Today my cat came back. Now I have two identical cats.” -Stanislav Zak
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“My house, not my cat. I’m puzzled.”
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“Once again, my house, my husband, not my cat! Somehow I think Percy has adopted us! He fell off to sleep that way but he did go home before midnight, bless him!!!”
“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!”
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“About the cat Taranka, who chose the owners”
Taranka came to us several years ago. The husband has just finished building a gazebo in the garden. and we spent all our free time there: talking, reading, watching films, eating and working a little. On the first day, a thin, impudent cat appeared there. She immediately showed character, did not allow excessive familiarity towards herself and was never late for dinner. In September, when the heat receded, the cat decided that she would live in our house.
“My mother-in-law’s house, Not Her Cat (but that is now the cat’s toy and blanket)”
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“Our house, not our cat, but we just had to keep him”
Meet Biggy. That’s not his birth name, but he answers to it now. We saw this beautiful big-faced tabby hanging out in the backyard. It wasn’t long before he discovered he could come over for a meal. He took up residence on our back porch. Not two weeks later, we had to take him to the vet because he had a urinary blockage. They did a procedure andl kept him there two nights for observation. He ended up costing us $1000 altogether. After that, we decided to let him in. We paid enough for him, after all. Turned out to be the best cat we ever had. He’s very affectionate and loyal, and he gets along great with our three poodles. He goes outside to pee, just like a dog. And last week, when my wife took our dog, Collin, for a walk, Biggy followed right along. We expect soon he will start barking.
“My house, not my cat(yet).”
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She’s a semi feral I did TNR on about a month ago. She will come around for food and try to sneak inside the house on the occasion to play with my 2 cats, but she is still very fearful of my presence and doesn’t let anybody near her. I’ve been working with her for around 3 months and she has definitely improved in that time though so I’m hopeful!
Someday we will be friends! I named her Margaret/Maggie and she knows her name lol so she’s basically mine right? Don’t mind the fact that I had to stand around the corner 20 feet away in order to get this photo without her running
“Taken from my parents’ kitchen window. They don’t have any cats…”
“Also black and also came by himself! Shouted under the windows, I had to leave. As soon as he saw me, he climbed into his arms. I was scared that with sores .. threw it … ran home. A minute later the cat was yelling at the door. Meet Chernyshevsky!”
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“How I got a cat or coincidence.”
So, it was the last day of my vacation, and on Friday I decided to take a ride to work and see what was happening there and what awaited me on Monday. There was no room in the parking lot near the office and I taxied into the employee parking lot. I get out of the car, walk like this, and suddenly I hear a kitten screaming somewhere. I found a car from where a trembling meow was heard, at first I thought that he was stuck somewhere under the hood, since he was not visible. Whose car I knew was my former captain’s Solaris. I immediately called him and explained the situation, while I persuaded him to come to the parking lot suddenly a small cat climbed out from under the crankcase protection. He immediately ran up to me and started yelling at me! I do not hesitate in an armful of a cat and in a car. This is a miracle.
“Our bed, not our cat.”
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He is a neighbors cat who left him outside as a kitten and never cared for him. He is a wonderful little guy who has been mistreated on the streets. Our little shitoodle Gus (shitsu poodle) loves him as well. He feels safe on our bed.
“How the cat chose a person”
a kitten rushed at my feet. Not quite small, rather a teenager – maybe he was 2 months old. And he began to rub against his legs. I have always loved cats and have never refused to pet the homeless. I stroked him for a couple of minutes and went to the car. I opened the car and sat down. The kitten also got into the car and demanded to pet him. Well, ok, I have a little more time. As a result, he fell into the passenger seat of the worker Logan and fell asleep.
These cats are absolutely wholesome. We believe, every cat has a story. What’s your cat’s story? Share with us in the comments below. Also do share this with other cat lovers and brighten up their.