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Posted by Jesse Kessenheimer

When cats jump up in your lap and start to purr, it's as if all of the problems in our human world dissolve and no longer matter. All that matters is the vibrating feline in our midst, the soft fur on our hands, and the cat-lovers' desire to keep them happy and cozy as long as possible. Flipping a switch in our brains, petting a cat is a cat lover's quickest way to a good mindset, and is seconded only by the most pure forms of feline love projection: Cat memes. 

After a long day at work, the best feeling is coming home to your cat. Although they've been basking in the windowsill all day like furry little freeloaders and start meowing for a meal the moment you set foot through the threshold, these little critters have a special talent. As if they are purrfectly designed to boost our moods from zero to hero, kitties tickle our fancy with their too-long whiskers, their flickering tails, and their expressive globe-like eyes. Cats may also have a tendency to be entitled hellion nuggets, but at the same time, their feisty behavior only bolsters our eternal love for them. 

A cat can truly do no wrong. 

So if you're having a particularly tough week, where your boss is on your back, your bills are piling up, and the food in the fridge is all unappetizing, remember this. You still are remarkably blessed to have a cat in your life, regardless of whether or not it's a friend's feline, your parents' kitty, or your purrfect furbaby. Because when a cat has chosen you and hopped up into your lap, life isn't so bad after all. 

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Posted by Jesse Kessenheimer

Sometimes, cat lovers like to sit idly by as their cat feasts on their breakfast. It's not because we're jealous of our cat's lackadaisical morning, or because we have nothing better to do, it's because cats are so darn cute when they're crunching their kibbles, we can't resist hanging around for the the show. Like the most adorable ASMR channel online, cats crunching is the cutest phenomenon in the animal kingdom. While they mow down their bowl of food, there's a shadow of their predatory selves as they devour their meal. Meowing for more before the bowl is even empty, these tiny savages grip our hearts and souls with every tasty crunch. 

If only we could have the same feeling of satisfied treat enjoyment. 

Alas, my fellow feline fanatics, we can! While we may not always have kitty ASMR at our disposal (as we never want to overfeed our beloved floofy boys), there is one thing that we know at the I Can Has Headquarters will fill that hole in your appetite: Cat memes. With every silly feline funny and every goofy cat picture, cat lovers become satiated. 

Treat yourself, and keep scrolling for a feisty fix of feline funnies, more crunchy and yummier than your cat's bowl of Friskies. 

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Posted by Sarah Brown

You never expect a single moment of kindness to change a life, but this tiny kitten's story proves how quickly everything can shift when someone chooses to step in.

A small kitten crossed paths with someone willing to notice her, and that made all the difference. She was tiny, frightened, and clearly didn't belong where she was, but instead of being ignored, she was picked up and protected. Sometimes kindness shows up quietly, in the form of simply saying, "Not this time."

When she got home, there was no debate with the other household memebers. No questions. Just a simple decision to keep her. Having that kind of support changes everything. It turns an emotional moment into a solid one and reminds you that caring isn't something you have to justify. It's something you act on. Knowing someone else stands with you makes compassion feel lighter, not heavier.

This rescue didn't happen on its own. It's part of a bigger picture made up of small, consistent choices. Feeding street cats. Checking on the injured ones. Making room for animals who don't have anyone else looking out for them. It's quiet work that doesn't always get noticed, but it matters. Each small act builds a safer world for animals who depend on it.

Now the kitten is warm, calm, and settling into a place where she's wanted. She's learning what full bowls, soft places, and gentle hands feel like. She doesn't know anything about decisions or moments that could have gone differently. She only knows that she's comfortable and cared for.

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Posted by Sarah Brown

Reading bedtime stories with a cat nearby turns a simple habit into something special. The book comes out, the voice gets softer, and a cat immediately decides this is their moment. They don't sit politely to listen. They sit on the book, sprawl across your lap, or wedge themselves right where the pages need to be. Clearly, story time is a group activity.

Cats have their own literary standards. Dramatic voices are acceptable. Page turning must be slow and approved. Any pause in petting will be addressed with a gentle paw or a pointed stare. The plot itself is optional, but the cuddles are not. This isn't about finishing a chapter, it's about setting the purrfect mood.

Some cats seem deeply invested, eyes half-closed, purring like they're fully absorbed in the tale. Others treat the book like a pillow and drift off before the first paragraph is done. Either way, once a cat settles in, that's it. The story ends when they decide it's time to snooze.

What makes these moments so sweet is the routine. Same spot, same book, same cat slowly melting into comfort. The words fade, the purring takes over, and the night winds down naturally. You may never reach the last page, but that's okay. The real ending is a happy one: a calm moment, a warm lap, and a cat who chose to curl up right there with you.

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Posted by Briana Viser

3... 2... 1... Cat! 

Do you ever feel like something was made for you? Like fate purrectly concocted and contrived the best possible thing for you? Maybe you felt it when you met the love of your life, you were down on your luck and then one reluctant agreement to hang out with friends that night turned into your furrever. Maybe it happened with work, and you never thought you'd have the offers and opportunities you have. Maybe it happened with something else, and maybe it happened with these cat memes. 

Fate is the notion that some moments are meant to find us, no matter how winding the path that leads there. It lives in the liminal spaces between coincidence and intention, between serendipity and curiosity, where chance and meaning collide. To believe in fate is to sense that certain meetings, losses, and transformations are not random, but part of a larger, unseen pattern unfolding beyond our immediate understanding. The feeling that something is fated doesn't always occur in the moment it happens; it may be years of hindsight to make you realize the purrfect timing you experienced. A decision that once felt small reveals its weight years later. A missed opportunity becomes the reason a greater one could exist. We look back and recognize the invisible thread that tied moments together long before we understood their significance. Fate does not shout; it whispers, allowing us the freedom to choose while quietly shaping the terrain beneath our steps.

There is comfort in this idea. Fate suggests that even in uncertainty, life carries a direction. It allows us to trust that meaning can arise from chaos, that detours are not failures but necessary turns. In moments of loss or confusion, fate offers the possibility that something is still aligning, even when clarity feels distant.

At the same time, fate does not erase responsibility or agency. It coexists with choice, inviting us to participate in our own becoming. Perhaps fate sets the stage, and we decide how the story unfolds upon it. In this way, fate is less a rigid script and more a conversation between what is given and what is chosen.

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Posted by Samuel Pepys

Up and to my office preparing things, by and by we met and sat Mr. Coventry and I till noon, and then I took him to dine with me, I having a wild goose roasted, and a cold chine of beef and a barrel of oysters. We dined alone in my chamber, and then he and I to fit ourselves for horseback, he having brought me a horse; and so to Deptford, the ways being very dirty. There we walked up and down the Yard and Wett Dock, and did our main business, which was to examine the proof of our new way of the call-books, which we think will be of great use. And so to horse again, and I home with his horse, leaving him to go over the fields to Lambeth, his boy at my house taking home his horse.

I vexed, having left my keys in my other pocket in my chamber, and my door is shut, so that I was forced to set my boy in at the window, which done I shifted myself, and so to my office till late, and then home to supper, my mind being troubled about Field’s business and my uncle’s, which the term coming on I must think to follow again. So to prayers and to bed, and much troubled in mind this night in my dreams about my uncle Thomas and his son going to law with us.

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Posted by Briana Viser

There's something about the end of the year magic that speaks for itself.

Christmas brings a special kind of energy. Barring religion, it really does have a magical air to it. The boisterous energy surrounding the holiday - the music, caroling, gift giving, and overall feeling of wellbeing during these times really sets the stage for how special the day is. Even if you don't celebrate, or have ill feelings towards Santa, everyone loves to bask in the holiday cheer, even a Scrooge. The fact that it aligns with the end of the year also gives it a cosmic and meaningful way about it.

In the story here, it was the day before Christmas when a gentle couple found a cat through the cat distribution system. It works in mysterious ways, just like Santa, fate, and cosmic happenings. There are already a lot of strays, so this couple leaves cat food out for them. They also already have a cat, Zelda (an amazing name for a cat, as well as video game series). And one day, they find a cat was hiding under their home! Found red handed breaking in! So they tempt the cat; over the span of a week they try to capture the little girl. They do, and put her in a rescue program. She goes to the vet for checks, and they see if she has a chip or anything indicating that she has a family. She doesn't! To their happy surprise she's a willing participant to be taken home and given a furrever place to live.

They name her Sheik, to go alongside their other cat Zelda, and they couldn't be happier. She's a beautiful white and fluffy cat, with an interesting stripped tail. Read the full story below for all the wholesome details. 

No winter lasts forever

Jan. 15th, 2026 09:52 pm
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Posted by Stephanie Pearl-McPhee

I think by now we’ve all seen a version of that meme, the one where a person says “oh, wow- what a long week it’s been” and someone else says “Sharon, it’s Monday.” That right there, that exact thing is how I feel about the winter right now. Winter has never been my favourite, which is a terribly sad thing for a Canadian but I’ve worked really hard over the years on coming up with some ways to feel better, to like it better – I don’t think I’m ever going to be the sort of person who looks out a window as the first autumn leaves flutter from the trees and joyfully exclaims OH WOW it’s almost winter, but I did think I was getting a grip. I have Winter Systems™, I’ve found a winter sport I like – I have become an okayish skiier to be sure and that does make it feel like there’s a reason for winter. I’ve learned that I need to get outside in the winter, to let whatever meagre light there is shine on me, a few years ago I started walking to and from work in the winter, even though I work at home. I get up, have my coffee and then dress and go around the block back to the house and start work. I go the other way when I’m done at my desk and at least that gives me a sense of rhythm and a little bit of outside time. I lean into candles and twinkle lights and try to embrace the idea of a season of rest and renewal, preparing for the hustle of summer. I walk in the snow. I go to the gym and run on treadmills and ride inside bikes and I lift heavy things. I knit heaps. I read a lot, and up until the last few years I write a lot too.

Enter this winter which is slowly kicking my systems into a frozen demoralized heap. Hold on, I’m snow washing some woollies and it’s time to bring it in before it’s dark. (See? It’s not like I don’t try to make the most of it.) Do you know about snow washing? Essentially you just put your woollies in the snow and you can put snow on them or, if you time it right you can just let nature do that part. Leave it there for a little bit, then go back out, rub a little snow around on them, give them a proper shake and bring them inside. They’ll be fresh, clean(er), smell good and you’ll have given at least one day of the (*&^%^Ying winter a reason for existing.

it hasn’t helped that this winter is particularly dark (both metaphorically and meteorologically) So few sunny days, some weird rainy days that are worse than snow, the news is terrible every time I look at it, that miserable rain was mixed in with frigid days that are too cold to do anything really, or days like today that are snowy and paralyzing. It seems to me that this winter I get up and it’s dark, the hours pass gloomily while I turn on lights and make tea and then before you know it the night is coming and though it’s only 4:30 or so it feels like the day is shot. Hibernating has never made more sense but it’s not doing much for my mood.

A few days ago I woke up and it was too dark to do anything (again, here I write both meteorologically and metaphorically) and I finally decided to do something about it. I immediately went for a walk (two, I walked to and from “work”) and have everyday since. I grabbed some delicious knitting I’ve been meaning to get to and keep putting off – The Craghill Shawl, using some (sadly discontinued) Weld from Hudson and West. It is squishy and gorgeous and giving me a lot of happiness right now, the yarn equivalent of eating a bowl of oatmeal and that gold colour is like a ray of sunshine.

We made a ski date (sort of) and though we don’t have a ton of cash, I have not ruled out taking all my aeroplan points and getting the *&^% out of here. (Realistically there’s too much going on here to do that but it is a really great fantasy that is working for me.) I doubled down on planning meals we like, I went for a walk again. I texted a friend. I made my favourite tea – the one I’ve been hoarding for … when? Can’t imagine what I was saving it for if it’s not now. I tuned my wheels on St. Distaff’s day (the 7th January) and got something yummy on that too.

I cleaned a drawer. I trashed the book I was reading that I didn’t like. I made sure my daily vitamin has enough D in it. I decided to order some yarn and I ate an orange.

I wrote to you.

In short- I decided that I’m not going to wait for this winter to get brighter, I’m turning the lights on myself. Did I miss anything that might help?

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Posted by Laurent Shinar

Cat rescues do not often find themselves intertwined with the narratives of feline pregnancy, but the story we have lined up today is a wholesome representation of all the wonderful things that can happen when the Cat Distribution System decides to trust in a hooman to help a stray cat deliver her litter. A massive undertaking, which the Canadian family who the CDS chose were only partially aware of.

But nonetheless they stepped up to the plate to do their part to help this momma cat care for her five kittens as well as finding them loving and deserving homes. It is not often that we get to share a cat story with you that is based on pure wholesomeness, but today we are proud to be able to offer that. So sit back, grab a box of tissues and prepaw for the sweetest feline story that we have had the pleasure of telling for quite a while. It is a tale of respect and understanding. It is a tale of cat love and care. It is the tale that every pregnant stray cat wished she had to tell. 

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Posted by Ayala Sorotsky

We wish to enter the room as a cat does.

When a cat enters the room, they do it like they own the place (whether that's true or not - it doesn't matter). Look determined, tail up, prance with conviction. Cats don't care what the room is, when they enter it, what's inside, or who's in it - they enter any room with the confidence of a cat. They enter the living room? The couches are their thrones, fit for the kings and queens they are. They enter the toilet? The tap water is theirs, by right and might of rule. They enter the kitchen? You'd better give them a yummy treat right meow.

We wish we had half the confidence cats have. It would make our mere hooman existence much better. Not just because cats make everything better - but because being this bold is the ultimate statement of "I don't care what you think of me. I'm feline-ly fabulous, and you've got nothing to do about it". And that's the confidence to act silly, because… who cares? So that's why silly cat pawsts on the interwebs can be a confidence boost to anyone's meworning, before they walk into another day. Look determined, tail up, prance with conviction.

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Posted by Blake Seidel

Cats are known for scamming multiple humans into being their "primary" caregiver, and the person below has most likely fallen victim to the oldest trick in the book. After following them home every day, the poor person took pity on them and decided they wanted to adopt them. However, cat experts on the internet told them that it has no signs of being a stray cat, leaving this potential pawrent filled with disappointment.

Felines are the ultimate scam-artists. They will do their best (and their best is very good) at convincing you that they are poor, starving creatures on the verge of collapse… even if they just ate 20 minutes ago. Even exclusively indoor cats have been known to escape for days or weeks, simply to stay at the neighbor's house to get free food and pets. And if an indoor cat can meownage to do that, think about what a friendly outdoor cat could do. If they really put their mind to it, they might be able to conquer the world.

This leads us to the "stray" cat in our story below. They followed a hooman, who insisted that they were "not a cat person", home every day, loving on them and convincing them to take them in. They caved, as most hoomans would. But, after posting about their sweet story online, the potential pawrent was left with regret as the cat expurrts came out and suggested that "adopting" this cat might in, in fact, be stealing. Always check for signs of ownership before scooping up an outdoor cat, as this cat not only had clean and well-kept fur, but seemed to be taken care of.

Although they didn't walk away with a new cat, a new cat purrson was born, and we hope that they follow through with their desire to adopt a cat, but get one from a shelter instead. There are plenty of cats who need help there, and we're sure they'd be purrfectly happy in their new home!

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Posted by Mariel Ruvinsky

Everyone knows cats are cunning and mischievous, but we did not know they could commit B&Es.

Although we should have. It's just that cats don't normally need to do that. At least not our cats. Our cats are already at home. They don't need to break in. They find their fun in locking us out of places rather than locking themselves in. Cats lock us out of our bathrooms, and then have conferences in there or something. Cats lock us out on our balconies, without any way of getting back in, and probably laugh at us. Our cats commit crimes. Always. But generally… they work along. 

Not this bonded pair of black cats though. These two come as a pair and commit their crimes as a pair. And yes, it is hilarious. Unfortunately for them, their B&Es did not go quite too well this time. They were probably too exhausted from having to live outside and survive for so long. But things worked out anyway. The person whose house they were trying to break into felt bad and let them in anyway, adopting them and giving them as many chances as they will ever need to commit as many crimes as they want from the safety of a warm home. 

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Posted by Mariel Ruvinsky

Our cats are always there for us when we need them the most. 

That's something that we have learned over time, as cat owners. We, greedy as we are, always want affection from our cats. We always want to cuddle our cats, always want to kiss their little foreheads and squish their fluffy cheeks. And we do, don't get us wrong. Our cats pay their rent by letting us love them. But it's not the same, obviously, as when a cat walks into your lap and offers their love. 

Some cats are generous with their love. Velcro kitties are some of the rarest and most amazing things that you can have. Other cats… show affection a little more sparingly, but all of them, always, are there for you when you truly need them. Cats know when you are sad, cats know when you are sick, and that's true for all cats, not just yours. Cats can pick up on those signs of distress. Even stray kitties. The cat in this story proves it. This has been a cat that this woman had been feeding for a while, but she never came in, never made the choice to be adopted. Until she found her human crying on the pavement, knew that they needed her, and took the plunge. 

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