:-)) Sunday Cat! #938 October 5, 2025 ((-:

Welcome all to the Sunday Cat!, a weekly gathering of image makers on a subject of mutual interest, our feline friends. The Sunday Cat! has appeared each Sunday, except for a brief interruption in September, 2016, since Anton AK started the thread at DPReview on 23 September 2007. Successive thread managers have been John King, Warriormouse, Robert J, Coldamus, Robert J again (with an assist by StanTsui) and since September 2016, former lurker, me. When DPReview was threatened with closure in March 2023, the last regular Sunday Cat! there was hosted on 2 April 2023. After taking a leap of faith, the Sunday Cat! found refuge here on 9 April 2023.

Atmospheric Kitten of the Week!

Although not on the beach, I cannot help but think of this:

On the beach at night alone,
As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song,
As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future.

Set to music by Vaughn Williams in the second movement of his Sea Symphony.

~~Image by @Daneland

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Last week's purrs, #937 / DPRv #129 / Sunday Cats! #29

Thread Manager's Corner:
Thank you for all the images last week! It's always a pleasure to see return visitors as well as fleeting encounters. :) I had some images ready to post this past week, but between being sick and taking Mr. Me to various doctor's appointments, I never once got onto my own computer. Unfortunately for Mr. Me, night has permanently fallen on him. The cancer that blinded him in his right eye has now blinded him in his left. He will be undergoing surgery this week. His oncologist sees no other signs of cancer so maybe, maybe, he will be rid of it after this and his final chemo treatments. It can be sad watching him run into things, although I am trying to train him a little with a consistent verbal warning when I see him about to run into something. He does pick up on language so maybe in time he will recognize the warning. However, when given the chance to move freely without obstacles in the way, he can be amazing. I throw treats for him, he hears them as they hit the carpet and roll. Often, he can run after the treat right up to where it stops and claim his reward. :) He also climbs up and down his cat tree, which he knows very well, so he can still get to his favorite high spot. And of course when doors are open he sits behind the screen to listen to and smell the outdoors. He's not getting up on furniture higher than a chair anymore, so I don't think open windows will ever again be much of an attraction for him. He is managing his new life well. I hope I can be as good at it as he is.

~~~ Kim

Though small in size, the imprint they make on our lives is huge.

That's sad to hear about Mr Me. I hope he manages to adapt. Cats seem very good at that generally

Kitty wasn't happy with Tiger's attempt to usurp her from her basket

PXL_20251003_090201262.RAW-01.COVER-EDIT by softmarmotte, on Flickr

So sorry to hear about Mr Me. It is so sad to see the decline of our furry friends in their later years. I hope he is able to adapt to his changed circumstances. Good Luck.

I would say that "Kitty wasn't happy . . " is a gross understatement of her apparent mood! There's downright murder in her expression. Did murder ensue?

What an absolutely amazing capture of a moment in time. I also like Tiger's unconvincing attempt at total ignorance that there's another cat anywhere in the vicinity.

I have to admit I laughed when I saw that expression on Kitty's face. But don't tell her! We all know how much cats hate being laughed at.

Hi,

Aw, poor Mr Me. I hate it for him.

The look on Kitty's face saye: Really??

Stan

She kept up that look for several minutes...unmoving. Quite funny. Tiger just quietly got up and moved elsewhere...

All the best for Mr. Me and for you Kim !!!

Yes, so far Mr. Me seems to be adapting well. I may have the harder time of it.

Kitty definitely looks quite displeased!

Thanks. Mr. Me is unusual for me in that he's not really old. Basically, all my cats up until now died from the infirmities of old age. He's the first to have a serious illness before getting too far along in years. I'm hoping the cancer goes into remission and he has time to fully recover and enjoy the lifetime that he has left.

Maybe he got tired of the burning sensation on the side of his head!

It's such an interesting moment. Three together, but all in different places at the same moment. The man looking at his phone while one kitty companion dozes, and the other attends to grooming. Together but apart. And yes, relaxing.

It's tough to see him go through this. But he's kind of a tough guy, sort of a Jimmy Cagney of cats, so once he heals up I hope to see some of that attitude come back.

Thanks. He's got a lot of people rooting for him and appreciate the wishes for me as well. :)

Something I wanted to do last week, but couldn't get to then, was to take note of a special date, the 3rd of October. The 3rd is special for two things, it was the last day of life for the sweetest kitty I ever knew, and my designated birthday for Mini-Me.

Like nearly all of my cats, I have no idea when Mr. Me was born. They show up, they stay, and they become a part of the family, so I designate birthdays. Usually it is somewhat related to the date of their first visit to the vet. Mr. Me showed up in 2017. The doctor at his first visit estimated that he was about two, so I figured 2015. It was fall. Mr. Me's fur is medium length and oh so soft! Just like Cali's. So I decided to give him as his birthday, the date that she passed, Oct 3, 2015. So last Friday was the 10th anniversary of both!

Cali was someone's throw away who, until she was captured, had multiple litters while living behind the local Walmart. Eventually she was trapped and her days as a mother ended. Through a series of events I wound up with her. At that point she was still terrified of humans. I paired her with another kitty that she doted upon, and she transitioned from living outside and free to living in a cage, and then a bedroom, and finally the house. Unfortunately, her companion died. It was a big loss to her. But once that happened, she was able to overcome her fear of people and become a loving companion. Her purr was a constant, audible from anywhere, and her love filled the house as well. For me there will never be another kitty like Cali.

Mr. Me is quite the opposite. He does not sit in my lap all day and get his fur under the keys of the keyboard. He is his own man who has better things to do with his time than spend it with me! He likes to rule his home and everything surrounding it. At night though he likes to be near, and until all his recent troubles, would get on the bed every night once the lamp was turned off. Now he sleeps in his own bed in the room. The collar he had to wear for so long, and the difficulty jumping up now, seem to have left him to choose this option. Maybe once everything is stabilized and he is not having to adjust to constant changes, he'll improve on his navigation and get up on the bed again. Nothing though is stopping him from getting up to the top of his favorite cat tree! This image was taken this past Tuesday, by which time he was already confirmed to be blind.

So, while it this was a terrible 10th birthday for Mr. Me, I hope that there will be better ones ahead for him.

Street Cats of Istanbul

Hi,

Bad news from the farm in North Carolina today. Snowflake is now no longer with us.

She woke us up at 1:30 am crying. Her back legs were not working. I knew what this is. A blood clot where the decending aorta splits. There isn't a treatment for it. And the local vet doesn't open until 8 am. And there is no emergency vet anywhere near. I couldnt find a pulse in either back leg. After about an hour, her back legs grew cold, confirming what I strongly suspected. The only thing to do was get down to the vet right as they opened and let them end her suffering.

She is back home now. She will be laid to rest next to her old buddy, Frisky.

Snowflake was about 13. She showed up here 10 years ago and was grown. Probably 2 or 3 at the time. So we will go with that.

She and Sammy were playing last evening. I think Sammy will be lost for a couple days.

Stan

Very sad news...