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05/27/2026

🚨 ASTHMATIC CAT LOSING HIS HOME 🚨

Hi, Spirit here. Remember me? The handsome prince. The asthma king. Champion of my inhaler routine 💪🏼

I wish I could joke around at a time like this like I normally do, but my situation has become dire. You see, I was adopted a short time ago. It was the happiest day of my life. I felt like I had finally made it. I was done with life on the streets and I finally belonged to someone. And she belonged to me. But it turns out that I am losing my home again 😞

My mom loves me so much, and I love her. She doesn’t even mind my asthma. She actually loves it and the sounds I make. She says I take my inhaler like a champ, and it’s no problem at all. Unfortunately, though, it seems to be a problem with our neighbor. He claims he can hear me through the walls of our apartment and has threatened my mom and our living situation. She lives in a co-op and has been fighting with the board for me for weeks, but she says it is a losing battle. She is heartbroken and doesn’t want to give me up, but her living situation is threatened. Because of me 😞

I feel terrible. Terrible that she is in this position because of me. And terrible about myself. I have always liked myself and felt like my asthma is what made me special. But now I know that it makes me unwanted in certain places. And maybe unwanted everywhere 😔

I really need a place to go. Someone who understands me. Someone with nice neighbors, perhaps. Ones that won’t wish I was gone just because I make noise when I breathe. Is there anyone out there for me? 🙏🏼

I know it’s a lot to ask. And I don’t want to ruin anyone else’s life. But I want to stay inside. I don’t want to end up back out on the streets just because I sound like a kazoo on paws 🐾

My old foster mom called me her little white noise machine. So I know I can help drown out the sounds of the streets below your apartment or add to the sounds of your calming nighttime routine. I am also very cuddly and fun. All of my past foster parents have said I am entertaining and funny. Maybe that will help convince you to let me stay with you.

All I want is a family who sees past the inhaler and hears past the little noises… and realizes I am just a sweet, funny boy who wants to belong somewhere for good 🥺

If you see this and just have to have me — even just temporarily as a foster — then have your people call my people 📞

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Spirit is a 5-year-old male who is once again in need of a foster (or adopter). He was pulled from the ACC over the winter. At the time of rescue, he had a guarded prognosis. However, with love and care during his time in foster care, he is doing wonderfully! Spirit does his inhaler twice a day with no issue as long as it is followed by treats! He should go to a home that not only understands his needs, but loves him even more for them! He is like any other cat, just slightly noisier! 😉 We don’t know about the neighbor, but when he was at our adoption center, you could not hear him through a closed door 🤔 He is such a sweet boy who is so deserving! If you can foster (or want to adopt!) Spirit, apply for him today at www.nycscr.org 🩷

Hi, my name is Cacho. I’m two years old with my whole life ahead of me. Most would think that’s a good thing. But for me...
05/26/2026

Hi, my name is Cacho. I’m two years old with my whole life ahead of me. Most would think that’s a good thing. But for me, life has been lonely and hard 😞

I used to live out on the streets. I wish I could say that I was one of the cool cats that got around just fine. That knew how to search and hunt for food. That no one messed with. But I wasn’t. In fact, I never got to eat very much, and the other cats picked on me. I spent a lot of time on my own wishing for a friend 😔

One time, one of the other street cats bit me. One of the neighborhood ladies noticed how I was being treated and luckily came to my rescue. I’m not sure how much longer I would have survived out there. I am grateful to her.

Unfortunately, even though I have been rescued and am safe now, that one fight caused me to contract FIV. I didn’t realize how much of a problem this would be for me, but it seems those three letters cause many people to see my photo and move on without even giving me a second look. Even though I have gotten used to being overlooked, I must admit that it still hurts 😔

My foster mom says I just need to be patient. That one day, someone will see me for who I am. And they won’t care about the FIV or my past life. I am a very friendly boy, and my foster mom says I am a sweet and easygoing cat. I thought that would be enough for someone to choose me, but it seems like it isn’t. I’m not sure what else to do to be noticed.

Sometimes when I lay down for bed at night, I make a wish that one day I will be chosen. That one day I will be loved. I am tired of waiting. It can be a long life when you feel alone.

I don’t need much. Just a warm place to sleep. A soft bed. A bowl that doesn’t stay empty. A hand that reaches down to pet me and doesn’t pull away too soon. I would be so grateful. I am so grateful. Ever since I was rescued, I’ve tried to show every single day how thankful I am to be safe.

I’m starting to wonder if maybe I’m not meant to have a home of my own. But a tiny part of me still hopes that somewhere out there is someone who will see me — really see me — and say, “That’s my boy.”

If that’s you… I promise I will spend every day proving you were right to choose me. I promise to be the best boy ever. If only you will give me a chance 🥺
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Cacho is a 2-year-old FIV+ male, but don’t let the FIV scare you! He is a healthy boy who can live a normal life! He would be perfectly happy as a solo cat or can be slowly introduced to a furry companion. Cacho is a very sweet boy who deserves a family of his own. Could it be yours? Apply for him today at www.nycscr.org 🩷

Hi, I’m Tabi. I’m 9 years old, and today, I was given up by my family. The only family I have ever known. And I don’t kn...
05/19/2026

Hi, I’m Tabi. I’m 9 years old, and today, I was given up by my family. The only family I have ever known. And I don’t know why. I don’t know what I did wrong. And I didn’t see it coming 😔

I thought I had so much more time with them. Nine years is not very old for a cat, you know. So I figured I still had at least nine more to snuggle with my dad on the couch. To play with toys with my mom. To be loved by my family. But I guess they never really loved me at all. Because they walked away from me. And never looked back 😔

The people at the rescue said this happens a lot. That many families give up their cats. They call it an “owner surrender.” To me, it doesn’t sound harsh enough for what it is. But I guess there are really no good words to describe the feeling of having your whole world ripped out from under you in an instant. To have your entire life change in a single moment. To feel more alone that you have ever been in your life. To be unwanted. And thrown away 😞

I just got here, and I know that so many other cats are waiting for their turn, too. I hope a better life is waiting for me on the other side of all of this. But it’s hard to feel any hope at all.

If you see this, please help me find my family. A real family that will love me no matter what. One that won’t leave me behind 🥺

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Tabi is a 9-year-old female who was just surrendered to the rescue. She is a very sweet girl who is very confused about what is going on. We would love to find a foster home for her to keep her out of the adoption center and in a home environment. If you can foster (or adopt!) Tabi, please apply at www.nycscr.org today 🩷

It’s kitten season, which means that our adoption center is bursting at the seams with adorable tiny faces, including th...
05/15/2026

It’s kitten season, which means that our adoption center is bursting at the seams with adorable tiny faces, including the one below! The problem with so many kittens is we are running out of space for adult cats that desperately need our help. We don’t want to have to say no to adult cats in need, so we really need fosters to step up for these babies! 🙏🏼

We currently have ten kittens in need of foster homes with more on the way. If you work from home or are home fairly often, you may be a good fit to foster some kittens! Kittens go to foster homes in pairs (or more!) to help with socialization and to provide them with comfort throughout the day and night.

If you can provide a temporary safe home for some kittens, please apply at www.nycscr.org 🩷

🚨 FOSTER NEEDED BY TOMORROW 🚨 My name is Stripy, but my foster mom says that I’m a mush. I don’t know what that means, b...
05/12/2026

🚨 FOSTER NEEDED BY TOMORROW 🚨

My name is Stripy, but my foster mom says that I’m a mush. I don’t know what that means, but I do know that she smiles whenever she says it, which makes me happy. She really sees me. Unfortunately, she is about to leave on a really long trip, so I don’t have anywhere to go. I’m worried I will be all alone again 😞

I used to be all alone. When people would see me, they looked at me with disgust and hoped I would just go away. They told me that. One time I even heard one of them asking what was wrong with me. I guessed they were talking about my mouth. I guess they were making fun of me. I remember that day. I felt sad and ugly and alone. Then I started to wish that I would just go away, too 😞

One day, though, a nice lady saw me. It was one of my lowest days when I was really starting to give up hope. But she saw me. And she saved me. She scooped me up and made me feel like I mattered for the first time in my life. She made me feel like even though I didn’t look like other cats, that I could still be loved.

I’m four years old now and finally learning what it feels like to have someone care about me. I never knew that before. I only knew what it felt like to be unwanted.

My foster mom says I just need to be patient and someone will see me the same way she does. I want to believe her. I really do. I guess I just hear all of the old words swirling in my head. I can still remember how I felt. I wish I could just stay with her, but I know my time is up 😔

If you see this, can you help me find my family? Tell them I am looking for them and that I promise to be the best boy ever. And if you see this and can give me a place to stay until I find them, I would be so grateful 🩷

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Stripy is a four-year-old boy who was rescued as a stray. His foster mom says he is shy at first, but is opening up and is so sweet and curious! He loves exploring her house and finding new places to hang out. Stripy suffers from “rodent disease,” which is managed by alternating his diet monthly between beef and rabbit. The rescue will provide the food to anyone willing to foster this deserving boy! If you have room in your heart for Stripy, apply for him today at www.nycscr.org 🩷

🚨 FOSTER URGENTLY NEEDED 🚨 My name is Stripy, but my foster mom says that I’m a mush. I don’t know what that means, but ...
05/04/2026

🚨 FOSTER URGENTLY NEEDED 🚨

My name is Stripy, but my foster mom says that I’m a mush. I don’t know what that means, but I do know that she smiles whenever she says it, which makes me happy. She really sees me. Unfortunately, she is about to leave on a really long trip, so I don’t have anywhere to go. I’m worried I will be all alone again 😞

I used to be all alone. When people would see me, they looked at me with disgust and hoped I would just go away. They told me that. One time I even heard one of them asking what was wrong with me. I guessed they were talking about my mouth. I guess they were making fun of me. I remember that day. I felt sad and ugly and alone. Then I started to wish that I would just go away, too 😞

One day, though, a nice lady saw me. It was one of my lowest days when I was really starting to give up hope. But she saw me. And she saved me. She scooped me up and made me feel like I mattered for the first time in my life. She made me feel like even though I didn’t look like other cats, that I could still be loved.

I’m four years old now and finally learning what it feels like to have someone care about me. I never knew that before. I only knew what it felt like to be unwanted.

My foster mom says I just need to be patient and someone will see me the same way she does. I want to believe her. I really do. I guess I just hear all of the old words swirling in my head. I can still remember how I felt. I wish I could just stay with her, but I know my time is up 😔

If you see this, can you help me find my family? Tell them I am looking for them and that I promise to be the best boy ever. And if you see this and can give me a place to stay until I find them, I would be so grateful 🩷

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Stripy is a four-year-old boy who was rescued as a stray. His foster mom says he is shy at first, but is opening up and is so sweet and curious! He loves exploring her house and finding new places to hang out. Stripy suffers from “rodent disease,” which is managed by alternating his diet monthly between beef and rabbit. The rescue will provide the food to anyone willing to foster this deserving boy! If you have room in your heart for Stripy, apply for him today at www.nycscr.org 🩷

Hi, my name is Hope. I am only 1 1/2 years old, and life has been very hard for me. I really need a break. I really nee...
04/22/2026

Hi, my name is Hope. I am only 1 1/2 years old, and life has been very hard for me. I really need a break. I really need a chance. Someone to reach out to me and let me know that things are going to be okay. That everything will work out. That I won’t be left behind again. My name is Hope, but truthfully, I do not have very much of it, and I need your help 😔

Not too long ago, my future was very uncertain. You see, I had a family of my own once. My life was good. I had a nice soft bed to sleep in, windows with warm sunlight streaming in where I could sit and watch the world go by, and a family that took care of me. A family that loved me. And I loved them. More than anything.

But it didn’t last long.

The other cat in the house didn’t get along with me. He was there longer, and I guess they didn’t want to deal with the problem anymore. I guess they decided that the problem was me. And that I needed to leave. So one day, they made me. They dumped me at a store. I stayed right by their side and tried to leave with them, but they brushed me to the side and kept walking away. They didn’t even look back. I wondered if they ever really loved me at all 😞

No one at the store cared about me either. And I began to realize that things were going to very different for me. That my life was not going to be filled with love and soft beds and windows with sunlight anymore. I was alone. And no one loved me anymore 🥺

One day, someone rescued me from that store after the store owners told them how I ended up there. I’m in a foster home now, but my foster mom says she can’t keep me anymore. That she is traveling and won’t have time for me. I am once again left wondering if anyone has time for me. Or if I am just on this earth taking up space that should be for someone else. For some other cat that someone would love because it seems like no one really loves me. Maybe I am just unlovable 😔

If you see this, would you be able to help me? I need somewhere to go. Somewhere I belong. Somewhere that I won’t have to wonder what is going to happen to me. I want a soft bed again. I want the warm sunlit windows. I want to be loved. If you see this - if you see me - please help 🥺

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Hope is losing her foster home and really needs a soft place to land while she awaits her forever home. She would do just fine in a home with another cat with a proper slow intro or is very happy to be your one and only. If you have room for Hope, please apply at www.nycscr.org 🩷

04/19/2026

Hi, guys. It’s me again, Zosime. I just wanted to update you. You may remember that I was kicked very hard by someone and was badly injured. I developed a diaphragmatic hernia, and all of my organs were out of place in my chest. I was also accumulating fluid. Things were not good, and I was having a hard time breathing 😞

Luckily, enough people cared about me that I was able to head to the hospital where they found out I needed surgery. Things were a bit scary heading into my surgery. After looking at my X-rays and seeing the condition of my body, the doctor said I only had about a 50% chance of making it through the surgery. He also said that even if I did make it through the surgery, that the next 48 hours were critical.

Well, I am here to tell you that I made it 💪🏼

I spent some time in the hospital in an oxygen chamber following my surgery. They said it would help me breathe normally again. They also gave me medicine and all kinds of things. They took good care of me, but I couldn’t wait to get out of there!

I am back with my foster mom now, but unfortunately, my time with her is coming to an end as she cannot keep me much longer. I really need a nice safe place to rest and recover following this whole ordeal 😔

Would you let me come stay with you? If you need some convincing, my foster mom and everyone at the hospital says I am the sweetest boy. I love to be pet, and I really love nudging my head into yours.

It may be too much as I have already gotten a few, but I really just need another chance. Another person to take care of me while I wait for my forever family to find me. Can you help me? 🥹

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Zosime has been through so much and remains the sweetest cat! If you have room in your home and heart to foster Zosime while he awaits his forever family, please apply at www.nycscr.org ❤️

🎉 Come one, come all this Saturday, April 18th from 1:00-4:00pm to our cat adoption event and microchip clinic 🎉 Registe...
04/16/2026

🎉 Come one, come all this Saturday, April 18th from 1:00-4:00pm to our cat adoption event and microchip clinic 🎉

Register for the microchip clinic, bring your pet, and get them microchipped absolutely free of charge! There is nothing better than peace of mind, and now you can have it for free! ✅

While you’re here, meet all of our wonderful adoptable cats! Adoption fees are just $75 for the day, so there is no better time to meet and fall in love with your new best friend! 🥰

Register for the microchip clinic at 👉🏼www.nycscr.org/events

We hope to see you this Cat-urday! 😉

Hi. My name is Riley. I am only two years old, but have already been through so much in my life. I know my story isn’t p...
04/15/2026

Hi. My name is Riley. I am only two years old, but have already been through so much in my life. I know my story isn’t particularly special. Many of the cats at the rescue ended up here for the same reason. But I will tell you anyway in the hopes that maybe one less cat has to walk through these doors. Maybe one less cat has to wonder what is going to happen to them. Maybe one less cat has their whole world shatter in an instant.

I had a family of my own once, not too long ago. I still remember the day they brought me home. I was just a kitten then. My whole life ahead of me. I was so excited. And happy. So happy. My family loved me. They petted me softly. They held me as I fell asleep. They gave me the most delicious treats and the softest blankets to curl up in. I felt so lucky.

But I didn’t know what was to come.

One day, just a few months ago, my family started packing up. They packed everything we owned. The furniture, the rugs, the lamps, even down to the dishes. Including my own. I thought maybe we were going on an adventure together. Some sort of trip. I wasn’t sure, but I was excited. I even gathered some of my toys that I had been hiding behind one of the cabinets for just the right moment.

One morning, they brought out my carrier. I figured this was the day. The day of our big adventure. I walked right into my carrier. Excited for what was to come. I could barely contain myself 🥹

I soon found out, however, that we weren’t going on an adventure. At least not together. They brought me to a strange place with lots of other cats. My family set my carrier down. They bent down to look at me one last time. They told me they were moving. And they weren’t taking me with them. Said they were sorry that it “had to be this way.” I didn’t understand. What had I done wrong? Didn’t they love me anymore? I wished I could tell them I would do anything to stay with them. That I was sorry for whatever I did wrong and that I would never do it again. I pleaded with my eyes for them to stay.

But I blinked. And they were gone 😔

That was the worst day of my life. I still struggle with feeling unwanted. Luckily, the rescue let me go to stay with a nice person who is taking care of me. She calls herself my foster mom. She pets me and holds me as I fall asleep just as my family once did. She promises me that I will never be left behind again. That this is the start of my new life. I want to believe her. I really do. But it’s hard 😞

I tell you my story not to make you sad, but to make sure that no other cat has to go through the same heartbreak. That no other cat will have to watch their family walk away from them as if they never mattered. If I can change the world for just one cat, then it will all have been worth it.

I just want one other thing. I want a family of my own. A real family. One that will never walk away. No matter what. So, if you are out there - I am ready to go home ❤️
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Riley is a 2-year-old female who was surrendered by her former owners when they moved. Her foster mom says she is the sweetest girl who is an absolute cuddle bug. She runs to greet her when she comes home and loves nothing more than to sleep right on top of her. Riley may be best as your one and only. If you think your home could be a good fit for Riley, apply for her today at www.nycscr.org 🩷

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