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BriAnne Wills lassan három éve fotózza New York macskás gazdijait

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BriAnne Wills lassan három éve fotózza New York macskás gazdijait. A célja az a projekttel, hogy kicsit pozitívabb fényt vessen azokra az “őrült macskás nőkre”, akikről annyi vicc szól.

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"I adopted Pizza when she was eight months old from @helping_persian_cats in Los Angeles (her name was Gemma then). Helping Persians is this awesome non-profit that works solely off of the help of dedicated volunteers. They take very good care of their cats and are serious when it comes to adopting. My original adoption form was seven pages of questions and they wanted to meet me in person, too, before letting me take home Pizza. ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Pizza was likely the runt of her litter, as she's over six years old and a tiny but healthy eight pounds. She's a sassy and independent tortie, with a royally funny personality! Her favorite activities include smooshing her face into her houseplant friends in the morning, (I watch to make sure she doesn't try anything with toxic plants) rolling around in the dirt outside, dragging her butt on the carpet, and screaming at midnight! She also loves butt paps and playing with her rainbow wand. Pizza is above eating ANY snacks that you buy her. She only craves dry kibble and she knows when it's not the right kibble. Being at home during COVID-19 would be a lot more sad and lonely without her as my day-to-day co-pilot in all putterings around the house. Above all, Pizza is derp, and derp becomes her.⁠"⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Submitted by @lordpizzasmoosh @cassese ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Nicole is lead copy and standards editor for the meditation and mindfulness company, Headspace. She enjoys traveling, mentoring, eating, and hanging out with her rescue, Pizza. #gatcsubmission

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"When my previous cat, Tubby, passed away suddenly at 12 years old, I was away on a work trip, so I didn't even get to say goodbye. I was heartbroken. I tried waiting, as not to rush into getting another cat to 'replace' Tubby, but I got lonely and I was living on my own at the time. I didn't seek out a new cat, but my coworker sent me a picture of Turtle, when she was at PetSmart and I decided to drop in to see him. Oddly enough, he had the same color fur as my brother's cat! I had never seen a blonde cat before. I decided if he was still there the next week, I would adopt him. And he was! I named him Turtle, after the character on Entourage. He was full of energy, playful, and mischievous. He helped fill a void I had been feeling after losing Tubby.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Turtle and I ended up moving to Dallas, TX and that is how I came across Marble. I found her outside in the rain, underneath a car. I had no intentions of getting another cat, but I couldn’t stand to see her outside, on a busy road each day and night. Plus, Turtle could use a buddy to play with while I was at work. Marble was about 3 years old when I found her. She wasn't skittish at all. She was calm, friendly, and chatty. She was absolutely breathtaking when I first saw her! I named her Marble because of the color of her fur and big, green marble-sized eyes!⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ I kept her and Turtle separate until I got her to the vet. I was also concerned about how they would get along and socialize. Turtle who was not exactly excited, considering he had been an only 'child'. He used to mean mug her, swipe at her while she was using the litter box, and get a little jealous if I was showing her too much attention. After a few weeks they started to socialize in the same rooms and began getting along. They are best buds now! They look out for each other, sleep together, clean each other, etc. I love to see it!⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Their personalities are BIG and they are both so loving to me! I don’t know what I’d do without them in my life, especially during this trying time." ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Submitted by @arellefelice⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Arelle grew up in the Philippines and in the UK, and made Texas home, to be closer to family.⁠ #gatcsubmission

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"When I first saw Kedi (second photo) it was through @catcafebk's Instagram. She had the biggest eyes with the wildest look on her face. From the moment I saw her I knew that I wanted her to be a part of my life. I would save every single post about her and whenever I was having a bad day, I would pull up the pictures and it made my day better. Kedi also had a co-dependent sister, Elmira (first photo). When I first met Elmira, she was very sickly and underweight. She was in a crate and could barely lift her head up. At 8 months she was only 4lbs! My heart broke for her.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ I’m one of the Stretch & Snuggle instructors at the Brooklyn Cat Café and after my classes I would go downstairs and visit the girls. Since they had special needs they couldn’t mingle or play with the other cats in the Café. I would take them out of their crates and take them on adventures around the basement. ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ As much as I wanted to adopt them, I was nervous. Growing up I never had pets and I also knew that a lot of people wanted to adopt the girls. Without even knowing if we would be able to adopt them, my partner and I reorganized our whole apartment for them. One day when I was visiting Elmira and Kedi, I asked Anne, one of the co-founders of the Café, if they were available for adoption. She said, 'Yes, but I have to warn you they have a lot of medical complications.' ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ My partner and I officially adopted Elmira and Kedi on March 20, 2020. As soon as we let them out of the crate they started playing and running around. Elmira plays 24/7 and Kedi loves to give me moral support when I’m pole dancing. Our lives now revolve around their feeding and medication schedules and it seems like we visit the vet every other week. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Every day they get a little bit stronger and I’m just happy to be a part of that process. I love them so much."⁠ ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Submitted by @thepolerexpress and @elmiraandkedi ⠀ ⁠⠀ Ashley is a pole dance and flexibility instructor in NYC. She also teaches some of the Stretch & Snuggle classes at the @catcafebk. Come check out our online classes! BYOC (Bring your own cat)⁠ #gatcsubmission

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"In 2015 I was almost killed by a drunk driver after driving home from a concert. My PTSD was terrible and I was in a really, really dark place. I had always wanted a cat and thought maybe adopting one would give me something to smile about. So my boyfriend and I applied to rescue a cat. ⁠ ⁠ The adoption process was long and frustrating. We were about to give up when we got an email about a cat who was two and just had been returned from her previous adopter. We agreed to give it one last shot and go meet this cat, Franki. We walk into the foster home where it was like Disneyland for kittens, and all I could see was this tiny tabby cat in a huge cage, too scared to come out. I walked over to pet her and fell in love instantly. She meowed at me, with this 90-year-old smoker meow, and began to give little excited hops into my hands for more pets. The deal was done and three days later she was home. I swear she did those little hops around my apartment for days—almost like she was thanking me for her new life. ⁠ ⁠ Franki loves to sleep on my chest under the covers. I’m definitely her favorite person. She’s a queen and makes sure everyone, including my three other cats, knows it. Her treats are to be brought and presented in front of her, same goes with her meals. She hates being held but will jump on your lap the second you sit down. Franki still does those little hops, and I swear she’s jumped high enough to hit my hip. Sometimes I joke that it literally hurts my soul to love her so much.⁠ ⁠ I like to think we saved each other. I know she saved me." ⁠ ⁠ Submitted by @lindseytabasco ⁠ ⁠ Lindsey is 28 and lives in Harrisburg, PA. She's an exercise physiologist by day and a dance teacher by night. ⁠ ⁠ #gatcsubmission⁠

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"I’ve always been career driven to a fault, so over the years I’ve become comfortable sacrificing short-term happiness for future success. However as someone who struggles with anxiety and depression, this mentality can also have its drawbacks. When the pandemic hit it was, and continues to be, a confusing time. I had been wanting to adopt a cat for a while and figured the quarantine would be a good opportunity. But the morning I was to bring Pippin home I got a call from my boss. The company was being hit with layoffs and I was unfortunately being let go. I was in shock. I had worked so hard in my career and now I was suddenly unemployed because of a global pandemic. Not only that, I now had a cat to take care of that I needed to pick up in a matter of hours.⠀ ⠀ When I brought Pippin home he wanted to explore everything, but didn’t necessarily want anything to do with me. My previous cat had been a lovable snuggle-bug, and at that moment that’s exactly what I wanted. I was feeling lonely and insecure, but Pippin was his own cat.⠀ ⠀ My depression kicked in hard the days after losing my job. I was questioning everything I had worked for and even what I wanted for my future. It would have been so easy to simply stay in bed all day, but I had to be there for Pippin. I also knew it was unfair of me to want Pippin to be something he’s not. So I let go. I let go of my need to control, and to my delight over time Pippin actually did become a snuggle-bug! But more importantly, his hilarious antics make me laugh every single day, which I realized I needed more than anything. Pippin became everything I needed and more – simply by letting Pippin be Pippin.⠀ ⠀ My uncertain future still terrifies me, however Pippin is helping me learn to be better about acceptance and living in the present. You never know when something like a pandemic could upend your life, but at least I know I’ll have Pippin by my side." @jenna__wilcox @the.cat.pippin⠀ ⠀ Jenna is a Midwesterner at heart but lives in Los Angeles and works (worked?) in Television development. After writing this post she bought a harness for Pippin and together they'll find out what life looks like after the quarantine.

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CW: Depression "2020 has felt like one of the worst years of my life (has it been easy for anyone?!). At the start of the year I went through a break-up which broke my heart. During the break-up my mum was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease. The pain and the sadness swallowed me whole. I’ve had depression for five years now, but in February it sank to a new low. A low I didn’t even realize I was capable of experiencing. Days dragged and getting out of bed felt pointless most mornings. I couldn’t eat and I couldn’t sleep. The heartbreak felt so heavy and suffocating. I struggled to make sense of it and questioned if I was strong enough to come through it. Around mid-March I saw a facebook post from a lady looking for foster homes for cats who were being dumped due to COVID-19. I already have three feisty boys and figured fostering wouldn’t be much trouble. I’d also been mandated to work from home, so it felt like a great time to have some new company. The lady brought Bubbles to my place, and I took one look at her and fell in love. It was the first positive emotion my heart had felt since my break-up and mum’s diagnosis. I tried to convince myself she was only temporary and that this was “simply a foster arrangement”, but who was I trying to kid? Her temperament is patient and sweet mixed with a dollop of rascality. Her default sound is purring. When I put her biscuits down to feed her, I say 'Say Please, Bubbles' and she always gives me a tiny meow that brings a smile to my face. I’ve dubbed her my break-up cat. My emotional support cat. The badly needed touch of estrogen to balance out all the male-cat-energy in my apartment! She puts the boys in their place. And she's brought me back to my place. She made me smile again and reminded me to take joy from the little things. She gave me a purpose and is helping me heal. Being a cat mother is the greatest joy of my life. I may give them a home and food to eat, but they give me immeasurable happiness and love. I’d be lost without her and my boys." Submitted by @ciarasarah_ and @catties_kitties Ciara is a 27-year-old Irish gal living in Dubai with her four gorgeous fur children. She works in Legal Tech.

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"When I was 19 I moved into my first apartment on my own. I knew I would benefit from getting an animal companion but was very hesitant about cats. I grew up mostly around big rottweilers and a miniature dachshund, with a few ill-behaved cats in between. Mostly only getting along with the barn cats that lived nearby.⁠ ⁠ After meeting a new friend’s long-haired black cat seemingly straight from heaven, shortly after moving to Minneapolis, I decided cats weren't that bad after all and visited my local humane society. Penny, a white cat with two different colored eyes, was unnamed and dirty at the bottom row of kennels. She was shy and nervous but I could tell she was a sweetheart. The person who was with me tried to get me to adopt a more active cat who even had a warning on their kennel, which was just not what I was looking for; as a child of 2 Taurus' I am quite lazy and like it that way. Eventually I was in a situation where I found myself homeless and couch hopping until I found a studio for Penny and me, which lasted about 3 months. This was a very emotional time, and Penny knew exactly when to comfort me by rubbing her mouth on my nose and purring nonstop on my chest. I eventually started dreaming of another cat, but wasn’t sure when the right time to adopt another would be.⁠ ⁠ At the beginning of 2020, I adopted Pepper from the same shelter but she showcased a much different personality than Penny. She was antsy and more athletic and curious. I was pretty scared of these attributes in a cat as I'm not a cat parent who allows access to every countertop and cubby, but as time goes by, Pepper is learning where she can explore and what is off limits. Penny and Pepper have different temperaments and it’s been a journey trying to navigate play time, but I can tell that they love each other. I love them both so much and value their differences as well as their similar ability to be sweethearts." Submitted by @stonecherub⁠ ⁠ Sydney is a gay, non-binary artist living in Minneapolis, MN. They enjoy vintage furniture—especially chairs, a delicious playlist, and religiously playing animal crossing: new horizons. ⁠ ⁠ #gatcsubmission⁠

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"Bear (left) and Oliver (right) were the only two that survived out of a litter of seven foster kittens. All of the others were weak and sick and, as hard as I tried, my pre-veterinary student self couldn't save them. Oliver was always the strongest and also the prettiest of the bunch. Bear looked more like a wet rat as a kitten and I gave him the name Bear in attempt to toughen him up a bit. I was told by three different veterinarians that Bear wouldn't survive but against all odds, he did. He went from being severely underweight and underdeveloped (physical as well as mental issues) to a perfectly healthy, happy adult cat. He came close to death many times as a kitten but these days the only thing he comes close to are the birds just outside of his reach from his perch on the windowsill. Oliver has always been Bear's best friend, and I don't know if Bear would have survived without Oliver's constant companionship and moral support. ⁠ ⁠ Bear is more like a dog than a cat. He begs for food, loves dogs of all sizes, brings me toys and stares at me till I give in to playtime, and is more affectionate than any dog I've ever met. His neediness most likely stems from the constant attention he demanded as a kitten, but I'm happy to give into him. ⁠ ⁠ Oliver is independent, but wakes me up at 6am every morning like clockwork for his breakfast. He chatters at the squirrels out the window and drags around his toys before deciding to wrestle un unwilling Bear. Oliver enjoys the occasional cuddle but will promptly leave if he thinks you are enjoying his snuggles too much. ⁠ ⁠ Bear and Oliver have seen me through two breakups, my first move away from my family and home, starting and making it through two years of veterinary school, and everything in between. As much as I've supported them, they've supported me. They came into my life in what was supposed to be a temporary way but have found a permanent spot in my heart." ⁠ ⁠ Submitted by @ivygcox Ivy is a third year veterinary student at LSU School of Veterinary Medicine and lives in Baton Rouge, LA.⁠ ⁠ #gatcsubmission

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