‘She still doesn’t want him, but he’s also her baby’: Mom who didn’t want a cat also didn’t want the sweet stray to starve, so she starts feeding him, TNRs him, brings him in when he’s hurt, and still pretends she doesn’t love him

Cats and pumpkins just belong together once the air turns cool. In a pumpkin patch, a cat moves like it owns the place. Tail up, eyes sharp, weaving through the rows as if inspecting the harvest. The orange glow of the pumpkins makes their fur stand out, and every step sounds soft against the crunch of old leaves. They look completely at ease, part of the landscape without even trying. Pumpkin patches are full of things cats love. There are vines to paw at, stems to sniff, and low pumpkins to climb for a better view. A cat sitting proudly on a pumpkin looks like the season’s mascot, calm and a little smug about it. Every movement feels slow and deliberate, the way cats do everything when they know someone’s watching. Back home, the pumpkins come inside, and so does the cat. They circle around the new decorations, give them a few test sniffs, and finally settle down beside them like they planned it all along. It’s the perfect kind of fall scene. Quiet, warm, and just a little mischievous. Is your inbox feline too professional? Add some cats falling off counters. Subscribe here!.