Nice going. We likey. Good stuff here, peeps. Meet Garfield, thanks to his super-wonderful hoomins.

Claudia writes: I’m a big fan of your site for a long, long time, and I finally decided to try to achieve fame for my baby big boy Garfield. We got him 5 months ago. We had just lost our 13 year old beautiful girl cat Nikita to cancer, and less than a week later someone abandoned a litter of 3 baby marmies close to where I lived. We were able to adopt one and help find a home for the other 2. He was so malnourished that even though he was about 2 months old he weighted just 400 grams and could fit in the palm of my hand. He was a little ball of fur and fleas, and had a cold and an ear infection. Attached pictures with a new hair style (I couldn’t resist the bad boy look it gave him.)

Here’s a video of the little one shortly after his first bath, when we finally got him rid of all the fleas:

That was the first time he slept without the damn fleas disturbing him, and only then did we realize how much energy he had. Even today he seems to always run everywhere, jump, play, he’s really adorable and a very handsome boy.

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Always a fan, Claudia (from Portugal) PS: English is not my first language, please forgive any mistakes.

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Jessica O., wants you to know, this is Cousteau: “…a kitten whose mom I fostered only 4 days before, and helped deliver him :) . He’s named after the great marine biologist I’ve always aspired to be.”

Even when they get the bath water temperature to feel just right, it still feels wet.

Maura C., rescued a curious kitten and gave it a curious name; Squid Ink Sassafrass, who, “seems to be a bit confused about the whole “cats hate water” thing. She drinks with her right paw in the water bowl, hangs out by the bath tub and dips her tail and paws in, and can often be found staring at the drain in the tub or the shower. I blame myself for naming her after a sea animal…”

Sender-Inner Sharon D. says: “Finlay was rescued from a hoarder house of 40 cats, all orange, all fluffy and all related to an original orange fluffy couple. With practically no human contact, he and his “brother” Reilly (Mr. Nosevember!) were almost feral. The SPCA raided the house and were going to euthanize the lot of ‘em.

VOKRA (Vancouver Orphan Kitten Rescue Association) stepped in to provide foster and forever homes for these beautiful cats. Reilly and Finlay were two of the shyest kitties, so I brought them home. They’re noisy cuddle monsters, now. This photo shows Finlay at the groomer. He has silky fine fluff, that gets knotted. I brush and comb him, but he still needs regular trips to the groomer. His face is priceless in this shot.”