the truth stings like a bitch

Cat adoptions are somehow always surprising, and we're just happy watching all these happy endings with a twist only cats can create.

The internet is full of Cat Distribution System adoption stories - these cats who suddenly appear in a person's life, and the cat-to-human match seems so unbelievably purrfect it's hard not to think it was made deliberately. That's where the constant stream of CDS theories comes in, because… who are they? What are they? Is it a "they" at all? Who or what is this entity, body, or institution that constantly matches the cat in need to the right person who will give them a forever home, and does it all in an emotional twist?

To be honest, despite being the almighty I Can Has Cheezburger, we have no clue. The CDS is a mystery to us just as it is to any other cat person, even if we are the online cat content pillar of the internet. Our guess is that it doesn't matter how much of a cat person you are, the Cat Distribution System will remain a secret for you forever. But we also think that this is their secret to success. It makes every cat adoption very special. And we prefer a unique happy ending for cats over our curiosity to know what stands behind it.

So with this in mind, we are once again stunned by another ameowzing cat adoption story, this time by Kelly Eden on Facebook - she found an abandoned kitten who looks just like her childhood cat. Some might call it destiny, others call it fate, and some other people will say it was written in the stars. But we, cat people, know it's the intricate work of the Cat Distribution System, that knew (somehow) to send this cat right to the arms of the person who will for sure take them in. Was this a coincidence? Maybe. But was it meowgical? Absolutely.

No new cat will completely fill the hole left in your heart by your cat when it passes, but maybe saving a cat in need will help that hole start mending. 

A lot of cat owners could probably relate, but my worst fear right now, as I'm looking at my precious 11-year-old senior cat napping in the spare desk chair beside me as I'm typing this, is having her cross the rainbow bridge. And I know, logically, that 11 is not that old for a cat, that she might have many, many more happy and healthy years in front of her, but… Anytime would be too soon. Tomorrow will be too soon. Ten years from now would be too soon. She's my soul cat. My family. And I can't imagine anything filling the hole in my heart that she'll leave behind. But stories like today's, and like many others shared on r/CatDistributionSystem, give me a little bit of hope.

I want to continue helping cats forever. And right now, it's easy. Right now, with my soul cat beside me, I have no problem making room in my heart for a foster or a hungry stray cat. But when she'll be gone… how do you do it? I guess like this. I would like to believe that if I found a cat that needs help after she's gone, I'll have the ability to take them in and help them. I hope the desire to help, the happiness of helping a kitty in need, will be greater than the pain of the memory of losing my girl. It's hard to think about now, and I refuse to put cat-related negativity out into the universe, so I'll just say this: thank you to the people who already do what I would like to one day be able to do. Thank you.