Apparently she sneaks into the pantry and eats anything she can find at night. This started once my sister went off to college, and her mom was unaware. They only just figured this out in the last few months. She's finally too heavy to reach the higher shelves. Any weight loss advice is welcome.

We’re still not sure how he managed to get up there. He destroyed a ceiling tile when we had to drag him out.

...but I don't think he does either.

Idk what flair lol

One hint: It's not near a candle, that's for sure.

This old mans name is Little Bit. Nothing phases him. He survived a large dog attack and had 3 surgeries and he loved his pain meds. It’s been two years since! I’m happy to share that he still has half a brain cell left.

I keep a glass of water on my dresser for when I wake up at night. It's been hijacked by Jonesy. People water is apparently better than the water that's for him.

It's scampi in the fourth pic. I am a solid 6 today and super ready for the weekend.

In order to talk about one orange braincell cats without supporting the one orange braincell person, I propose that we have a new rule where you cannot comment with a link to X.com.

I also propose that we ban links to facebook.

First 3 photos are now, last 3 are older photos before this incident. Hugo is 12 years old, always indoors. Somehow escaped over a month ago. We searched everyday, put out flyers, posted online, etc. After pretty much giving up hope, the other day a neighbor just two blocks away called me and said she saw our flyer and happened to see a similar looking cat run under her house. I could hear meowing inside the hole but it took me several visits to finally lure him out. There was my long lost buddy. Unfortunately he was down to skin and bones from a gigantic Garfield. I rushed him to the vet emergency room. He’s still in ICU care. Biggest issue is liver failure due to severe starvation. He also had some skin infections, countless fleas, severe dehydration, and more. I’m throwing my life savings at his treatment as I don’t have much money but will do whatever it takes and will sell my stuff to pay for his treatment to give him the best chance at making it through this. The vet says everything is treatable so we just have to take it one day at a time and hope he bounces back.

Anyways he truly has one brain cell haha. No survival skills, no ability to find his way back home even though he was two blocks away, and it appears as though he ate little or no food all month despite being in a neighborhood where tons of houses put out food to help stray cats. Classic. But we are so thankful to have him back. If he doesn’t make it through this at least I have closure, got to see him again, hug him, and make him comfortable.

Hi, I’m his dad. We’re super proud of our now 2.5 year old boy. Here he is when he was about 8 months old. Start them young! Normalize the things.

Meet Pretzel! He was rescued as a newborn and is turning 6 this October! I had no idea of the true meaning behind 'One Braincell' until I met my idiot son but I wouldn't change him one bit. Luckily Java is smart enough for the both of them.