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Keď sa povie žena s mačkou, tiež si predstavíš zatrpknutú starú dievku, ktorá nenašla lásku a radšej pozbierala všetky mačky z ulice, ktoré teraz vychováva? Tento stereotyp nám podsúvajú viaceré filmy, no realita je na míle vzdialená.

Mačky dokážu dať svojej majiteľke veľké množstvo lásky a náklonnosti. A predovšetkým také, ktoré nemali jednoduchý život a boli zachránené zo zlých podmienok. Jedna fotografka si na Instagrame vytvorila profil, na ktorom uverejňuje fotky zachránených mačiek so svojimi majiteľkami.

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Z týchto fotiek srší láska a po ich pozretí si určite povieš, že takú mačičku by si chcela doma aj ty. Tieto zvieratká nie sú také zákerné, ako sa o nich hovorí. Keď raz budeš mať doma tú svoju, presvedčíš sa o tom na vlastnej koži.

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"We also had no idea what an incredible foster cat dad Meatball would turn out to be. We’ve fostered four litters since we adopted him and he becomes a surrogate parent to all of them. The kittens make a beeline for him every time we let them out of the bedroom (we only allow supervised visits with the grown cats) and he'll groom, snuggle and play with them all day. We’ve nicknamed him Mama Meatball because he provides so much love and comfort to these orphaned babies in ways that we humans can’t.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Fostering has been one of the most rewarding and meaningful experiences of my life. Not only does it allow me to snuggle kittens all day long but I also get to see our fosters blossom from being fearful and under-socialized to trusting and affectionate. It’s also given us Kit and Meatball, who have brought out the best in each other, even if they forget it sometimes. ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ It’s not always easy. As my husband likes to say, fostering is 70% sunshine and roses, 20% emotional labor and 10% poop (probably more poop, actually). But it’s one of the best ways to help animals, who might not otherwise have a chance, find loving homes and it helps our hardworking shelters out. I did some math and if just 5% of US households fostered one animal once per year, we could clear the shelters. And who knows, you might also meet the cats of your dreams." @gabioc⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Gabi O’Connor is a software engineer at Etsy and foster kitten mom with @bfas_ny. Aside from cats, her interests include horror movies, surreal comedy and celebrity gossip. She lives in Brooklyn with her writer husband and two cats. You can follow Mama Meatball and his kittens at @mama.meatball.the.cat⁠⠀

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"First came Kit. He was among the first litter of kittens I fostered on my own, around 7 years ago when I first moved to New York. I’d grown up fostering all kinds of animals with my family—neonatal red squirrels in Canada, cats, kittens and guide dog puppies in Ireland, guinea pigs in Portugal, as well as an elderly black lab through the end of his life and an abandoned pony (whom we later officially adopted) in the Netherlands. My father was a diplomat and we’d often foster his colleagues’ animals if they weren’t able to bring them to the country they were moving to.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ I knew from my experiences growing up how rewarding fostering is, even if it involved the occasional heartbreak, and I was determined to continue it in my adulthood. I wasn’t quite prepared for Kit, however.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Although he’s grown into a handsome tuxedo cat, Kit started out as the gawky one of his litter. All his siblings got snapped up rather quickly, but not this little guy. He was just too awkward. Although he warmed up to me, Kit was cold and standoffish to strangers, with a piercing meow that would make anyone wince. Not exactly what you would call take-me-home material. ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ I couldn’t find Kit a home, but at the same time, I couldn’t give him back to the rescue as we had both grown pretty attached to one another. As standoffish as Kit could be, I always sensed that he was a secret sweetheart—like April on Parks and Recreation, if you’ve watched enough episodes. After six months, I made it official and adopted Kit.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ ⁠Kit acted like a loner with a chip on his shoulder most of the time—one who could comfortably live alone on a scratching post- and wet cat food-filled desert island forever—but when nobody else was around, he was grateful for attention. He couldn’t stand being picked up or carried, and if you rubbed him the wrong way, you would sure hear about it, but he clearly liked to settle in on the couch near me and my then-boyfriend (now husband) on Friday nights and watch scary movies with us. Eventually, he started to flop over at our feet when either of us walked in the door, to demand pettings. Kit’s an ice-cold diva and a recluse but he’s part of the family." @gabioc

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"Jerry has a very tight schedule he keeps himself on. 6am is breakfast and he'll bite any face he has to to get it. I usually keep pushing him off the bed until 7am on principle of "training him" but he's ten now and I think I lost that battle. After taking about 3 bites of breakfast he's ready to come back for cuddles. He always gives me a kiss after he's eaten. He follows me around while I get ready for work and then about 9am it's day nap time. He sits in the same spot at the foot off the bed next to the window and SLEEPS for hours. At around 3pm or 4pm, he's ready for lunch and will scream bloody murder if you're working from home until he gets it. He doesn't want to just be given food for any of his meals, he wants you to serve him and then sit down with him and pet him while he eats. He only licks his food instead of biting it off the plate so he really appreciates/expects you to continually push the wet food together in chunks so he can get more off the plate. (I know that I am an enabler). When I get home from work around 7pm it's scream city until he gets dinner. Couch time is until 10pm and then it's time for the night crazies. He runs around the apartment chasing nothing and making the weirdest yowl sounds until we go to bed. If it's really bad, I'll bring out the mouse on a string for him to chase for awhile. ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Jerry loves his new life in New York. He is fascinated with all the city life he sees out the window and will watch cautiously for hours. He's never lived in a building with hallways before and he's become the mayor of the 3rd floor here in Brooklyn where he walks up and down the hall smelling everyone's door. He begs us to let him out every night for his patrol." @ctroubl_e @tamberine716⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Jeremy lives with CT Treibel (they/them), a queer nonbinary filmmaker and Amber Hurst Martin (she/her), a professional singer. CT and Amber met 3 years ago appearing in LA's smash hit performance salon SORORITY. Together they produce Amber's cabaret, You Can't Act A Color in LA and NYC. Secretly, all they really want to do is watch baseball and make pasta. ⁠⠀

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These photos are from my shoot with @kittenxlady for Girls and Their Cats book. ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Did you know Hannah's cats are trained to give high fives? When I learned this, I knew I had to get a shot of it in the book. But I also knew it might be challenging to get the cats to "perform" if they didn't feel comfortable around me. ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Lucky for me, Coco and Eloise warmed up to me immediately, and it didn't take too many attempts to get the perfect shot. Swipe to see the cute outtakes!⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Preorder Girls and Their Cats to see more photos from Hannah's shoot and to read her heartwarming story about Coco & Eloise. ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Preorder links in bio.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ @chroniclebooks⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ #CatLadyRedefined ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀

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"My husband and I both grew up in anti-cat households. We blame it on our respective mothers’ allergies, not on anyone’s true hatred of the creatures.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ A year ago we began to toy with the idea of adding a furry roommate to our East Village life, but knew from childhood experience that dogs were more responsibility than we wanted in the confines of city living, and rabbits poop too much. Luckily, we have some strong cat advocates (catvocates?) in our life. Namely, my brother (originally a part of the anti-cat club) who fell in love with a self-proclaimed “cat lady”, and subsequently fell in love with her 2 tabbies. And our friends from Greenpoint who routinely invited us over for drinks and tuxedo-cat snuggles at their apartment.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ With the catvocate army’s encouragement, we seriously started to consider a feline…much to our mothers’ disappointment.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ On a chilly January Saturday, we visited the Brooklyn Cat Cafe. Ahead of time, we texted with the owner, Kat (no pun intended), who instructed us to meet a 5 year old tabby named Maxine based on our desired criteria – adult cat, happy being an only child, good for first-time cat owners.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ We walked into the cafe and proclaimed “we’re here to meet Maxine.” They ushered us behind the counter where Maxine sat upon a ledge. I reached out and let her sniff my hand (classic dog person move), then gave her a stroke. She placed her paw on my shoulder and gave me the sweetest cheek kiss with her little wet nose. I was smitten. She then promptly nipped my husband’s hand.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ So, we socialized with the other cafe cats and returned to Maxine before leaving. Upon second pet, she calmly accepted my husband’s hand, which sealed the deal (don’t tell him, but she was high AF on catnip that time around). We submitted our application with nervous excitement and Maxine was delivered to us the next weekend.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ 7 months later and it’s safe to say that we are officially cat people (while still being dog and bunny people too!), thanks to this sweet and silly girl." @emmydavirro

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"Tom is a prince, but Amelia was a queen. She came first. It’d been just the two of us for years when a (now ex) boyfriend was added to the mix. About a year later, he and I were at the beach one day when I received an email from a friend about a cat in need of a home. She was the director of the Dyckman Farmhouse in Upper Manhattan which was regularly the dumping ground for unwanted pets, as well as the place where strays tended to congregate given the gated grounds. For a few days, this one black cat kept coming up to her when she was on the porch sweeping, or rubbing the legs of visitors as they stood with her listening to the architectural history of Dutch Colonial era New York. This one, she could tell, wasn’t a feral but likely a house pet that escaped or, sadly, was abandoned. She sent around an email saying she was holding Tom at her apartment, which was just around the corner from the historic house, I showed my boyfriend and a few hours later we were trailing beach sand into her apartment, and all I could think the entire time was, “How am I going to explain this to Amelia???” ⠀ ⠀ We arrive home with Tom. Amelia is, predictably, not pleased. For the next month, there was hissing through doors and swipes of claws. It seemed Amelia would never accept him into the home. And then, one day, it just happened. She was sitting on a chair, he jumped up, she gave no reaction, and I smiled at the new level of comfort we had achieved.⠀ ⠀ Tom was always the more playful of the two, being a good 10 years younger than Amelia. If you saw Amelia up on a piece of furniture, she was likely hiding from Tom’s attempts to tussle. He was her annoying little brother; he was my needy, cuddly little black bear. His demands to be held were in contrast to Amelia, who allowed herself to be held only on occasion. They had such distinctly different personalities and gave love in such special ways.⠀ ⠀ In February of this year, we learned that Amelia had cancerous masses quickly growing in her abdomen, and made the unspeakably painful decision to let her go. Tom walked the apartment for weeks looking for Amelia, meowing into empty rooms. We’ll miss her always." @crisapena

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"After bringing Queso home, there was an adjustment period, but Salsa has mellowed out so much. She used to strike fear into the hearts of some friends when they would visit, but now she immediately jumps into people’s laps purring. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Salsa is the queen bee, she rules the house. She’s not a huge fan of crazy playful kittens, but you can always find her nearby keeping a watchful eye over them, making sure they don’t cause too much trouble. Sometimes I think she likes them more than she lets on.⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Queso is the best uncle to all of the foster kittens. He’s a large intimidating cat, weighing in at 15 pounds, but he’s a gentle giant. He cleans, cuddles, and wrangles every litter of kittens for me. I feel totally comfortable leaving for work every day knowing that he will be there to take care of them for me while I’m gone. He’s such a kind cat, even the aloof Salsa likes him." @meowdevin⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Devin Caskie is a foster mom with @catcafebk and a Senior Product Designer at CNN. Her interests include spending time with her cats and pet bugs, drumming, collecting antiques, being crafty, and all things spooky.⠀⠀

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"I'm now four months into life with my cat, Yam, AKA my "orange live-in boyfriend" (thanks, Dad). ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Where do I begin? I am obsessed with Yammy, Yamyam, Yammers, Yamburger, Yambaby. He has silky, ginger fur with soft, hieroglyphic-like patterns. His most distinctive feature is his tongue, which permanently sticks out. The animal shelter told me that this is because of an injury he suffered to his jaw, most likely the result of a car accident. Luckily, he’s in no pain, just requires a diet of wet food.⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ My new roommate is slightly cross-eyed, smaller and scrappier than he looks in photos. The shelter said he was 3 years old, but I suspect he's younger because of his big appetite and the way he springs onto every surface. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ He is in turns loving and manipulative, sleepy and demanding, wobbly and gazelle-like. Every morning at 6, he head-butts me and runs his slobbery mouth against my chin, crying for breakfast, until I kick him out or give in. He’s the most effective alarm clock I’ve ever owned.⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Yam spends his day finding new spaces to explore throughout the apartment. He stretches on top of the covered radiator by the window, crouches on top of my subwoofer, and climbs into the sink. Sometimes he sleeps inside a cardboard tent, in my laundry basket, or in a patch of sun, mouth wide open, kicking in his sleep. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ A piece of spinach is easily Yam’s favorite toy over a laser pointer. He often jumps for the couch, misses, and keeps running. After he poops, he rockets across the apartment from end to end, yowling like a small spooked horse, then quiets down, curls up on my lap, purring, so I can give him a nose kiss and a belly rub while watching Netflix." @maliagriggs @doitfortheyam ⠀⠀

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"Because of my allergies, unfortunately, I can’t sleep with her. But, she greets me every morning, bolting into my room as I open the door. My roommate and I work from home, so she gets endless attention and spends her days wandering from room to room napping on our beds and sunning in the kitchen. I travel a lot for work, and while some cats give you the cold shoulder when you leave town for a while, Lumpy is at her snuggliest when I get back from a trip. As I unpack, she’ll hang out on my bed and wait for me to lay down and rub her little face.⁣⠀ ⁣⠀ I adore my little princess and feel so fortunate to have her in my life—foot attacks, allergies, sassy pants, and all." @loveaprilkae⁣⠀ ⁣⠀ April Kae is a musician and writer originally from Austin, Texas. She is a champion for women’s issues, particularly body positivity and self-care. April performs regularly around the city with her band, @loveimanigold

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