#lost cat

[prophet-rebellion]

LOST CAT - PEMBROKE, NC

AND Financial Aid

Hello all,

different post than normal.

My beloved cat, Salem, got scared and slipped her harness February 7th, 2023, at roughly 10:30 pm - 11 pm, in Pembroke, NC.

As of June 12th, Salem is still missing. I have updated her pictures here as well.

I have done every possible thing to locate her: shelter checks, drive-arounds, mail-out cards, posters around town, facebook/insta ads, Snapchat, Apartment emails, door-to-door, ground search, luring, etc. If you can think it then I have done it or tried to do it.

It also means that at this time I am struggling financially. Money is already tight and god forbid cost of living stop going up, especially as I live in the south which seems to be on fire recently with a lot of regressive laws and costs. On top of that, if you recall my truck from September that gave out on me, it has begun to again, sapping most of my money and leaving me high-and-dry.

Financially the world sucks and I need surgery soon most likely - this is not the first one, it is the fourth which is well overdue. Does anyone know Murphy's Law? "Anything that can go wrong will." Yeah, well, Murphy can bite me.

I am in a financial abyss, so any and all help is appreciated. Times are hard for everyone, and god this sucks, but I haven't heard back from the other jobs I have been applying too and there is only so long that you can make it on a single job with rent and bills taking everything except a few dollars a month.

GoFundMe

PayPal (preferred method)

Any and all help is appreciated.

I just want my beanie-baby safe here at home. She is my world, and not having her here is tearing me up. I'm wearing myself thin searching for her.

#lost pet #nc #pembroke nc #fayetteville #robeson county #lost cat #missing cat #tabico #calico #tabby #calico/tabby

[thatbadadvice]

Help! Is my friend going to be all pissy that I lost his cat?

Miss Manners, Washington Post, 28 November 2022:

Dear Miss Manners: A friend of mine is staying with me, and he went home for Thanksgiving, leaving his cat here. Well, I woke up the first morning after he left, and the cat is gone.

It is common for us to leave the doors open during the day, but the cat has never run off until now. So what do I do? Do I call my friend and tell him over the phone? Or do I wait till he gets back, hoping the cat will return in the meantime? But if the cat doesn’t return, will he be hurt that I didn’t inform him right away?

What a shock it must have been to discover that leaving the doors of your house wide open resulted in a cat vacating the premises! Such a bizarre, once-in-a-lifetime occurrence could never have been predicted! Consider reaching out to Ripley's to see if they are interested in this surreal and freakish incident.

But to the heart of your question: it's difficult to say whether any given person would give a single solitary fuck if their pet fell off the face of the earth. Everyone is so different! Sure, a few folks might want to know that their beloved companion has been lost, but the vast majority are probably just going to be like, meh, win some, literally lose some -- hence your harrowing conundrum about whether this man deserves to know whether his cat is safe in the care of the person entrusted with such! A handful of people would want to know about and participate in the search for a lost pet, but a lot of people probably forget they even have a cat once it leaves their direct line of sight! It's entirely possible, even more likely, that your friend is just this kind of person!

And yet, what if there is the tiny, minuscule, almost unfathomable chance that your friend cares whether his cat lives or dies? It's already truly bizarre that this feline hit the bricks after finding every available escape route labeled with a neon sign saying "take me," so it's hard to imagine the universe handing you something as doubly strange as your friend giving the barest shit about his errant pet.

The best course of action is to keep everything to yourself, forever, to avoid having one awkward conversation. On the off chance your friend expresses concern about his cat's whereabouts, simply place his belongings on the curb. Act as if you have never met him and never heard of his cat. Problem solved.

#advice #bad advice #pets #lost pets #lost cat #washington post #miss manners #housesitting #petsitting

[clangenrising]

Month 10 - Leafbare

Scorch was antsy. The world seemed to be both slipping out of her reach and closing in all around her at the same time. 

Ever since Nightfrost’s funeral, Yarrowshade hadn’t so much as tried to speak to her outside of what was necessary for patrols. A guilty voice in the back of her head said, “this is your fault. You drove him away.” She tried to shrug it off. If she had managed to drive him away so easily then she didn’t need him in her life anyway. Still, her heart sank every time his gaze found her and then moved immediately away. 

After Russetfrond had returned with the news of the mouse tail, new evidence of Razor’s hunters had come in every day. Paw prints in the snow came up to the border but almost never crossed it. They left bits of prey where it could be found, never more than a mouthful but enough to make the point clear - he was going to starve the Clans out until they either gave in to his demands or became weak enough that he could take what he wanted by force. 

She had seen him do it before on a smaller scale. He would forbid cats from sharing food with an individual until they came to him on their bellies begging for forgiveness. It always worked, without fail, and seeing someone suffer like that was a good incentive for other cats to stay on his good side, her included. 

It was only a matter of time before he came scratching at their door, so to speak, and it made her want to head for the hills. If she left in the night, how far could she make it before sunrise? No… She would surely freeze, and that, she told herself, was the only reason she didn’t go. 

Goldenstar crossed the camp towards her and she almost laughed at herself. What a pathetic liar you are.

“Hey,” Goldenstar said, “You doing alright?” Goldenstar seemed nervous, which she had been ever since Scorch had stormed off and come back to camp late at night. It was like she’d been walking on eggshells, afraid that if she said the wrong thing Scorch would storm off again and never come back. Given her prior train of thought, Scorch supposed it wasn’t an unrealistic assumption, but still, it was a little annoying. She almost preferred Razor’s heavy-pawed attempts to keep eyes on her over whatever this was - at least that she understood and could anticipate. 

“I’m fine,” she shrugged. “A bit restless.” 

“Do you want to go hunting?” Goldenstar offered, chewing her lip. Scorch managed to keep her expression impassive but the nervousness was starting to irritate her. 

“I suppose,” she said, glancing away. Goldenstar shuffled awkwardly. What had happened to her? Scorch had no idea what had transformed the brash and careless cat who had welcomed her into such a simpering kit but she didn’t like it. She really hoped it had nothing to do with her connection to Razor. Surely, Goldenstar wasn’t trying to avoid his wrath by treading carefully with her. 

“Um, okay,” Goldenstar said after a beat. “I was thinking we could try the creek, see if there’s anything around.” 

Scorch sighed and stretched, arching her tail over her head with a disinterested yawn. “Sure, why not. Maybe we’ll see a single bird.” Goldenstar gave a breathy laugh and Scorch barely stopped herself from frowning. Ugh, why was she being so insufferable? 

“Hopefully we’ll catch more than that,” said Goldenstar as they started out of camp. 

“We’ll have to see,” shrugged Scorch. “I’d hate to have to fight Fogkit for my evening meal.” Goldenstar laughed again, this time more genuinely, and Scorch allowed herself to smile. 

“Yeah,” she said, “we’d all starve! That Fogkit could take the whole Clan on single-pawed.” Scorch huffed a laugh through her nose and tried to pretend that things were normal again. 

“We could outwit her, I think,” she said. “Our brains together, she wouldn’t stand a chance.” 

“Yeah,” Goldenstar said with that same breathy laugh and Scorch’s smile faded. Dammit. Sighing, she turned her face forward to focus on the cold ground ahead of her. The snow had mostly melted except for where it laid in shadow or had fallen particularly thickly and the world was a stretch of ugly brown grass and frozen mud which did nothing to help her sour mood. 

Goldenstar fell quiet, possibly sensing her annoyance, and, for a moment, Scorch wanted to apologize but she killed that thought immediately. Goldenstar was the one being weird, why should she feel bad for being rightfully upset? 

For a while they walked in silence until Goldenstar spoke up again. “Uh, hey. I’m sorry.” 

“What for?” Scorch glanced at her with an aloof lift of her brows. 

“Uh, I don’t know,” Goldenstar laughed nervously. “For being weird? I can’t help but feel like you’re mad at me.” 

Scorch briefly considered denying it but decided she didn’t have the energy. “I mean, a bit yeah. You keep acting like you’re afraid you’ll upset me. It’s annoying.” She ignored the fact that  she had done the same thing for months. At least she had the good sense to try and hide it. 

“Oh,” Goldenstar winced. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” 

“Why?” Scorch asked. 

“Huh?” 

Scorch shook her head with another sigh. “Why have you been acting so weird? Is it because I’m not talking to Yarrowshade?”

“No,” Goldenstar shook her head, “although you probably should.” 

“He seems content to forget about me,” Scorch rolled her eyes.

“Maybe,” Goldenstar said, “But I think he’s just being an idiot.” 

“Him?” Scorch feigned disbelief. “No…” 

Goldenstar laughed and said, “I know, I know, but it's true. He tends to deal with his problems by pretending they don’t exist.” 

“I see,” Scorch hummed. “I didn’t realize I had become one of his problems.” 

Goldenstar blushed and hurriedly tried to say, “Oh, I didn’t mean-” 

Scorch cut her off. “I know what you meant. It was a joke.” 

“Oh.” Goldenstar blushed harder. “Sorry.” Scorch sighed under her breath and flicked an ear to dismiss the topic. She couldn’t find the energy to come up with a verbal response. Goldenstar continued, “But also, I told him to give you some space and I think he’s taking it the wrong way.” 

“Why did you say that?” Scorch tilted her head, intrigued. 

“He explained that you were upset that he chose Nightfrost over you and I told him to just give you some time.” 

“He said that?” Scorch frowned skeptically. 

“Well… Not exactly.” Goldenstar winced. “He said you were ignoring him and he didn’t know why but when he described when it started I kind of put the pieces together.” That revelation made Scorch’s chest tighten. She hadn’t realized Goldenstar could read her so accurately. It made sense but it still made her uncomfortable in her own skin, like someone had suddenly torn away the cardboard box she was hiding behind, leaving her exposed on the cold, empty street. 

“Mm,” was all she said. 

“He cares a lot about you,” Goldenstar tried gently. “He didn’t realize he was being asked to choose, you know.”

Scorch’s ear twitched. “The choices we make unconsciously are often the most revealing.” 

“And sometimes they aren’t actual choices,” Goldenstar said. “Not everything is all or nothing. Yarrowshade loved Nightfrost and he loves you. Those things can both be true at once.” 

Scorch found anger building in her jaw. “I don’t recall asking for a lecture, Goldie.” 

“Sorry,” Goldenstar sighed. “I just hate to see you two fighting.” 

“So don’t watch,” Scorch said. 

“It’s not that simple,” Goldenstar said with characteristic stubbornness. “What am I supposed to do when you decide that I have to choose between you and Yarrowshade? Or you and Russetfrond? Am I supposed to abandon my friends to make you happy?” 

“Maybe,” Scorch shrugged, feeling contrary. She knew that was unreasonable but so what? Maybe she wanted to hear someone would choose her over another every time! Was that so selfish? 

Definitionally, said the voice in her head. 

Fine, she thought back, maybe I’m selfish, then. 

“You don’t really think that,” Goldenstar said and Scorch felt like she was hoping saying it would make it true. 

“So what if I do?” she said, quickening her stride. “Does that make me a monster?”

“No,” Goldenstar said, keeping pace, “I just feel like you would be upset if I asked you to do the same.”

“Then you don’t really know me,” Scorch said. “If you asked me to choose between two people I would choose myself every time.” 

“Scorch…” Goldenstar murmured. 

“I always have,” she pressed on. “Just ask your precious ‘Aldertail’. I am nothing if not consistent.” 

She didn’t know why she was saying this. Her throat was starting to tighten in anticipatory grief, almost like her body was trying to stop her voice from reaching Goldenstar’s ears. Still she continued for some reason. Maybe, she thought, this would be the last straw and Goldenstar would finally show Scorch exactly who she would choose. At least then she would know the truth, be able to be confident that she wasn’t being lied to. 

“People can change,” Goldenstar said, leaning closer. “I’ve always believed that.” 

Scorch laughed in her face. “You have no idea how little you know, Goldie. Cats don’t change.” 

“They can,” Goldenstar pressed, her eyes painfully compassionate. “If given a reason to, they can decide to be different. To be better.” 

“Well, we’ll have to agree to disagree,” Scorch said tersely. “Look, there’s the creek.” Goldenstar turned to spot the little trickle of water running between a few small trees and sighed in defeat. Scorch grinned triumphantly but the victory was hollow. She couldn’t help but wish Goldenstar was right. Sadly, she knew the truth. She could not change just like Ghost could not change, just like Razor could not change. They were creatures of habit, all of them. 

We deserve each other, she thought bitterly. 

Without another word, the two of them split off to go hunting along the creek bed. It was unpleasant work, especially in places where the mud was less frozen than expected and squelched in between her freezing toes. 

Goldenstar managed to catch a vole and Scorch felt sick when she turned around to grin proudly at her before she remembered their argument and the smile fell off her face. It’s alright! she wanted to say, Forgive me for what I said! Please love me again! Some prideful stubbornness kept her lips sealed. 

She wandered southward along the creek, her mouth open to the scents of water plants and little beasts. Yarrowshade and Barleypaw had been here recently, Sagetooth and Pantherhaze sometime before then. She turned away from the creek, towards the EarthClan border, hoping to find a space free from reminders of her Clanmates. 

“Hey, don’t go too far!” Goldenstar called but she didn’t listen. She wanted to be alone. Maybe Goldenstar would take her own advice and give her some space. The sound of pawsteps behind her implied the opposite. She quickened her pace. 

As she walked, a new smell reached her jaws. It was familiar and meaty, the kind of meat that humans liked, with vegetables and sauce and a funny aftertaste. The familiarity drew her in like a warm blanket. In all of the frustrating novelty of her situation, some cheap familiarity seemed just the thing to ease her mind. Ahead of her, on a little blue dish in the back of a silver trap, she located the source of the smell. She padded up to it, pacing around the trap, sniffing at the food from the other side of the bars. The smell was so pungent it made her mouth water. 

“Scorch!” Goldenstar cried, bounding up beside her. “What are you doing?!” 

“Hunting,” Scorch purred smugly, eyes locked on her target. Tentatively, she poked at the back of the trap. Every so often, she had been able to pry the back off just enough to scatter the food on the dish and get a bite. 

“That’s not hunting, it's one of those things that took Toadpaw!” Goldenstar hissed quietly, glancing around like a human would swoop down on them any second. The back of the trap was solid and, not wanting to get her leg stuck, Scorch began stalking towards the entrance of the trap. 

“It’s got food in it, doesn’t it?” Scorch asked. “Trust me, I’ve dealt with these before, I know what I’m doing.” She poked her head inside and sniffed around. Sometimes, there was a trail of food leading you deeper but it seemed like the folk had been sparing with their lure. 

“W- Don’t go inside it!” Goldenstar squeaked in distress. 

“You’re adorable,” Scorch laughed, causing Goldenstar to blush deeply. “Look, as long as I don’t touch the ground in the back, I’ll be fine. Watch and learn.” Carefully, she crept into the trap, sniffing cautiously at each step before she took it. 

“Scorch, please come out,” Goldenstar begged, hovering nearby. 

“No, I don’t think I will,” hummed Scorch. She craned her neck forward to try and reach the dish. Sometimes the food was close enough you could snag the whole dish without getting caught but it seemed like the folk who set this trap had thought of that too. She frowned. 

“It’s not worth it,” Goldenstar fretted. “We’ll catch more prey, we don’t need the two-leg food.” 

“Can you please be quiet and let me think?” Scorch snapped, turning her head to glare at Goldenstar. Instantly, she knew she had made a mistake. The foot she had been carefully lifting had come down on the paper covering. She had been closer than she’d realized. The trap had been triggered. 

The cage rattled as it closed and both she and Goldenstar leapt in fright at the sound. Somewhere off to the side, Scorch heard the sound of humans chattering. She grit her teeth and sighed through her nose. Stupid. Careless. Why had she done that? Something about Goldenstar managed to slip right past her logical brain and it had finally come back to bite her.

“Oh, no,” Goldenstar mumbled, staring with the most miserable expression. “No, no, no, this is my fault! Scorch, I’m so sorry, I- I didn’t mean to-” She pressed her paws up against the cage, searching its bars for a weakness to exploit or a way to get her free.

“Shut up, you moron,” Scorch sighed, pursing her lips against a bitter-sweet smile. Goldenstar looked up at her, tears beading along the bridge of her nose. 

“Scorch, I-” she swallowed. Her mouth formed the shapes of several words before it settled on, “I’ll get you out of here. I promise, okay? I’ll find a way. I’m not going to leave you.” Scorch’s gut twisted when she realized she believed that Goldenstar meant it. She struggled to keep her own eyes from welling with tears. 

“I know,” she lied with complete confidence. Her mind raced as a plan began to form. “You should go back to camp. Find someone else, someone strong. We might be able to pry it open if we have enough cat power.” 

“Okay,” Goldenstar sniffed, smiling through her tears. “I will. I’ll be right back, just sit tight, okay?” 

“Okay,” Scorch said. “I’ll be right here.” Goldenstar nodded and raced away, paws pounding over the dead grass as she disappeared up the hill. Once she had vanished from sight, Scorch let out a sigh and hunkered down to wait. The humans would be upon her soon. They were never far from the traps, especially in the winter. She could already hear them approaching from the trees that marked the border with EarthClan. At least, she thought, Goldenstar was long gone. She knew she wouldn’t be able to forgive herself if her mistake got the Clan's leader taken as well. Unlike Scorch, Goldenstar had cats who needed her.

Two humans arrived, crooning to her gently and talking softly between themselves. Scorch looked up at them and tried to smile in the most inviting way she could. 

“Please,” she begged, the image of a polite and gentle cat, “have mercy.” 

One of the humans produced a blanket and threw it over her cage, plunging the world into darkness. She sighed and braced herself for whatever was to come. It was nice while it lasted, she thought.

UPDATES: - While hunting with Goldenstar, Scorchplume is caught in a two-leg trap and taken away.

#clan gen #clangen #warrior cats #warriors #warrior cats oc #warriors oc #clangen oc #clan gen oc #Scorchplume #Goldenstar #Leafbare #Lost Cat #clangenrising

[king-anvl]

Long stretch but willing to try anything at this point.

This is Felix. He is 3-5 years old and has been last seen June 19th 2023 in Middletown, NY near the YMCA. He has literally been the only thing stable in my life and i am very worried.

#lost cats #lost cat #middletown #middletown ny #missing #missing cat #please help #cats of tumblr #felix #felix the cat

[pewpewpew]

‼️ PLEASE HELP! ✨

My sweet baby Dasha is lost, I am doing everything imaginable to find her, but I need help. It's been a month.

Please please I beg, please say a prayer, send out a good thought, an intention, a manifestation, an energy, whatever it may be, that my kitty cat Dasha will be found soon and safely returned home.

She is my entire heart, I rescued her when she was 2 weeks old and bottle fed her, we have been inseparable since. I can't describe the pain and grief I feel now with her being lost. But I'm not giving up on her.

Please reblog so that many people can see and put out a good thought for her. I really believe this makes a difference. If you think this is weird that's okay, just scroll past. May all everyone's beloved pets be safe always. 🐈‍⬛✨

#cat #black cat #lost cat #help #please help #lost pet #lost kitty #pew.txt #pers

[vanana-r0tat3]

MISSING CAT - IMPORTANT FOR THOSE IN UPSTATE NEW YORK !!

My boyfriend's been missing since Friday Dec 1st, at around 11am EST !! reiterating- He was last seen near Woodrow Wilson Houses NY, hes a neutered 1 year old male phone contact is 518-530-7260 if you are in/near this area please keep a look out! if youre not please share this around

Please spread this around if you can!! if you see him please just be careful not to spook him, hes friendly but might run or bite if he feels threatened we are desperate to get him back so any reach helps :( i dont know how well these posts do on tumblr but im giving it a go anyway

#missing cat #missing cat ny #lost cat #lost cat upstate new york #upstate new york #emotional support animal #missing pet #lost pet #literally any tag ugh #missing #new york

[ultrahamilham]

EMERGENCY LIFE UPDATE

I know I don't post much here, but @gagakumadraws and I are having a huge life emergency.

I know I said I wouldn't say where I live, but right now that doesn't matter because we don't have a place to call home anymore.

This morning, our house went up in flames. We lost everything we own to the fire. If we had to put a monetary value on it, we would say about $25k - $30k was lost including sentimental items from my late mother.

My cat Luna ran off but she was spotted somewhere nearby so we know she is safe for now. Everyone got out safe which is super important.

We have to start all over and we are overwhelmed to say the least. My amazing co worker has created a go fund me for us, so I will share the link here. Every penny counts. We need to find a new place to live ASAP. My uncle can give us a place to stay for a while but it's only temporary.

Times are tough so if you can't donate please don't worry. Sharing will help us as well ❤️

#fire #house fire #emergency #gofundme #lost cat

[iwanttobebutterflies]

https://www.reddit.com/r/Austin/comments/16wl1hd/need_help_lyft_driver_drove_off_with_my_pet_cat/?sort=new

A Lyft driver took off with someone's cat earlier today, and Lyft, the driver, the Austin police department, and local news stations are doing jack squat to help this poor person get their cat back. Any noise you can make on this helps. Blow up the Lyft twitter and instagram, boost the reddit thread. Please help us get this poor cat back. Reblog this post for visibility.

#lost cat #lyft #austin texas

[scowlingelf]

Dusting off this place for my submission to the Digimon Illustration Competition! LadyDevimon is always depicted so cutesy and I wanted her to be something you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley like she should be, darn it! Added some nods in the bg for funsies, too.

#digimon #ladydevimon #digimon illustration competition #dark alley #lost cat #i like glowing things can you tell #angemon is the best

[dreamindraugr]

Alright, folks. Signal boosting this one from scratch, because a rather dire situation is at hand.

A very dear friend of mine has lost their emotional support animal, a wonderfully round feline princess named Artemis, and we all believe this has gone on long enough. She slipped through a door one evening over a month ago and hasn't returned since. She is a very smart cat and only four years old, so there's no reason to believe she's succumbed to the outside, but winters up north can get brutal and the season is fast approaching.

Artemis is chipped, spayed, and has had all her shots. She plays with red straws and is a big fan of canned anything, and her human half wants her back very badly. If you're in or around the Ohio area, specifically around Lemoyne, keep an eye out for this precious fluff and please, message me immediately.

Reblog this if you can, we can't rely solely on fliers that get torn down or posted over.

#Artemis #lost #lost cat #cat #service animal #emotional support animal #in need #missing #missing cat #Ohio #Please help find this precious princess...

[theunamazingauthor]

Hi all, I know I don't really post much any more, but things have gotten really busy.

I have a huge favor to ask, my girlfriend's cat went missing the other day and it's breaking her heart. Orion is an indoor only cat and has never been outside before. She got out the other night and we haven't been able to find her. My girlfriend has severe anxiety and PTSD and Orion though not licensed, has been her emotional support animal.

If anyone can spare even a few dollars, please help us find her.

She went missing in Euless Texas, 76039, on Thursday night we think around 11pm. We think she ran out when we took our dog out before bed.

https://gofund.me/e08b9ef9

#cats #missing pets #lost cat #kitty #signal boost #not a prompt sorry #euless Texas

[chipper-smol]

This is gonna be a long shot but here we go

This pretty boi showed up at our house, very hungry and very friendly (gives kisses!) He has a collar so he’s 100% someone’s pet that escaped and got lost.

If you’re in the Jacksonville FL area and you know someone whose pet cat ran away, please let me know!!

#G muses #lost cat #please boost!

[eviecahir]

Study of a Lost Cat poster, stuck up on some shiny black tiles next to the Residency Olive and I are doing in Sunshine.

#Max #Lost Cat #gouache #study #paitning #drawing #evie Cahir

[boy-warbler]

I think I've seen this cat before

#lost cat #raccoon #poster #humour

[petspeopletogether]

This is one to save and share with other cat owners - although we hope you’ll never need it! https://www.humanesociety.org/resources/how-find-lost-cat

#lost cat #pets and people together #be a helper #please reblog

[luvnotpercival]

drawing from the lost cat podcast -- relistening at the moment to season two (my favourite season)

#the lost cat podcast #lost cat #podcast #artists on tumblr #art #digital art