Culture Find a stray cat? That might be the cat distribution system at work - Cat adopts you not the other way around.

According to the popular concept, the universe presents people with cats when they are ready. But shelter experts say it’s more complicated than that

In August, a small orange kitten showed up outside Matt Ramsey’s work. “I have no idea what to do,” Ramsey, 35, posted on X, along with a video of the kitten attempting to climb up his legs.
He picked up toys, food, treats, water bowls and made a vet appointment. He named her Dandruff, because she loves to sit on his shoulders.
According to many of the thousands of replies to and reposts of Ramsey’s original video, Dandruff’s appearance was not merely a happy coincidence. It was the result of a chaotic, unseen and possibly mystical force known as the cat distribution system (CDS).
The CDS is fairly straightforward: when the time is right, the universe presents you with a cat. This is according to @hermes.the.cynic, a TikTok user who coined the term in a 2022 video.
“The universe will give you a cat sometimes,” he says in the TikTok. When a cat appears in your life, he explains, it means “you’ve been entrusted [with it] by the universe. It deemed you a good person, and said: ‘Here’s a kitten for you.’”


Since then, the term has become a popular meme. Users across social media platforms have shared stories about cats that wandered into their homes and hearts unannounced, or their delight at finally being deemed worthy of the CDS. “The cat program thing has chosen me!” one TikTok user gushes in a video that shows a small gray kitten sitting next to her car.
Ramsey had seen videos of the concept before, but says he hadn’t paid much attention. “I was always more of a dog person,” he said.
The idea of the CDS speaks to the different way people view cats and dogs, says Kate Meghji, chief operating officer at the Humane Rescue Alliance in Washington DC. She points to jokes about “all the hoops people jump through to find a perfect dog, and then a cat just falls from the ceiling”.
Meghji thinks the concept is “adorable”, but she and other shelter experts have concerns about it.
“If you find a stray cat and it’s not injured and it appears healthy, you really probably should leave it where you found it,” she says. “I never want someone to steal someone else’s cat.”
If you want to adopt a cat in need of a home, you can always go to a shelter. According to the ASPCA, approximately 3.2 million cats enter US animal shelters every year.
It’s hard to say exactly how many stray cats and dogs there are in the US, says Lindsay Hamrick, director of shelter outreach and engagement at the Humane Society of the United States. But the best estimate for cats is that there’s “probably tens of millions” living outdoors, she says.
There are a number of reasons cats may live outdoors, Hamrick explains. There are owned cats that live outside part or all of the time, cat colonies that people care for and lost indoor cats.
“Because of the complexity of why that cat may be outside, we want folks to pause” before taking a cat in or bringing them to a shelter, she says. “That cat may be loved by someone who’s caring for a whole group of cats, or who has lost that individual pet.”
If you do see a cat wandering around outside, Hamrick says to note whether the tip of one of its ears is missing. If it has, that means that cat has probably been spayed, neutered, vaccinated, and is probably being cared for by someone in the community.

If no ear tip is missing, check community message boards and ask your neighbors if anyone has lost a cat.
“As soon as we remove a cat from where it’s been found, the chances of them being reunited with the people who love them drops precipitously,” Hamrick says.
Lost cats are far less likely to be reclaimed by their owners than lost dogs. Of the animals that are brought into shelters, 25% of dogs are returned to their owners compared to 3% of cats, Meghji says.
“People tend to rush to look for their lost dogs, whereas cat people are like, ‘Oh, Fluffy got out,’” Meghji says.
If you come across a cat outside and have established that they are not being cared for by anyone else, experts say to stock up on supplies – a litter box, food, bowls, toys – and make a vet appointment so the cat can get the medical attention they need. If you have other pets at home, Meghji suggests keeping the cat in a confined space, like a bathroom, to begin. This gives the cat and your other pets a chance to smell each other and get used to the idea of another being around without overwhelming them.
Ramsey says his experience with the CDS has been “a wild ride but well worth the experience”.
“I love the little furball,” he says.
Dandruff, for her part, is enjoying wet food, toys, and jumping in and out of the litter box so kitty litter flies everywhere. “It is apparently a blast,” Ramsey tweeted.


 
I actually somewhat believe in the CDS. A while ago my family and friends came up with a similar concept. When someone would suddenly have a cat appear in their life and asked for/needed help, we would call it a Fate Cat, as in it was your fate to meet this cat and have it become part of your life. It's essentially the universes way of saying "We think you need a cat. Here is one" We say that Fate Cats should never be refused because you will forever be shunned by the force that is responsible for ensuring your path crosses with a cat in the future. It shows that multiple, independent people have come up with the same theory. It is an interesting idea.

As far as what was said in the OP, I'm not a big fan of the ladies attitude that they talked to. There is a really simple flowchart for determining if you should accept said cat into your life:

#1. Does the cat have a collar?

If YES, then STOP, cat most likely belongs to someone, no catnapping

If NO, proceed to #2.

#2. Does the cat have a chip?

If YES, then STOP, cat most likely belongs to someone, leave it with the vet or shelter where you got the cat scanned, so they can contact the owners to make sure they get their cat back. Make sure to let them know that if for some reason the previous owner can't be reached, or doesn't want the cat back, that you will take said cat.

If NO, congratulations! You have been gifted a Fate Cat by the universe. Proceed to adopt said cat and enjoy years of love and joy.

If like in the OP you find a small kitten that is climbing up your pant leg from starvation and it has no collar and is not chipped, it is now your cat. At that point it really doesn't matter if the cat had a previous owner, the kitten shouldn't be in that situation. The cat is probably better off with you, assuming you are a loving person who isn't psychotic.

If it is a colony cat, they are really unlikely to ever approach humans for anything unless they are really desperate for help, and in that instance, there is nothing wrong with helping said cat. Better than the cat dying or even continuing to live outside. If the cat wants a home, let the cat adopt you! Fuck the person maintaining a colony, if you can give a feral/colony cat a home, and the cat agrees, all the better for both parties involved. It is essentially a guarantee that a feral/colony cat that wants to be someone's cat will indeed be much happier being someone's cat than continuing to have to fight against the elements for survival.

This is also how I met my wife, actually.

I need the Wife Distribution System to do this for me.
 
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Do not bring stray cats next to your pet cats. They could have cat AIDS.
It's more likely the cat with FIV will get sick from your cats, but yeah cats should absolutely be separated until they get a check up. It's not impossible to keep an fiv cat with normal cats, but it's a lot harder because you basically have to treat all your cats like they have aids so no catios. :c
 
When my late fifteen year old Persian passed away, I said, no, no more cats. Well, God always has the last laugh, and I ended up with four cats not of my own volition. My first “OK, God, I get the message” cat had leukemia, the other three FIV. I gave them the best life they could’ve possibly had.

I still have one left, and she’s in perfect health outside of being FIV positive. She’s already nine. I get the sick ones because no one else may want them. They’re worth every second, too.
 
When my late fifteen year old Persian passed away, I said, no, no more cats. Well, God always has the last laugh, and I ended up with four cats not of my own volition. My first “OK, God, I get the message” cat had leukemia, the other three FIV. I gave them the best life they could’ve possibly had.

I still have one left, and she’s in perfect health outside of being FIV positive. She’s already nine. I get the sick ones because no one else may want them. They’re worth every second, too.

You are a good person; never, ever have a single moment of doubt about that, ever. I mean that, with all the sincerity in my heart.

The world needs more people like you.
 
You are a good person; never, ever have a single moment of doubt about that, ever. I mean that, with all the sincerity in my heart.

The world needs more people like you.
I really, REALLY needed to hear that today. I have been feeling lower than dirt for a long time. You’re making me cry.

Thank you, Kiwi fren. *hug* I also give my kitty a hug for you too. Every day is a blessing.

Let’s hear it for the CDS!
 
Kinda depends, but I definitely believe cats choose people, lord knows mine did even if the circumstances of acquiring her was somewhat more complex than simply showing up at the door. A lot of people I know acquired their cats by them showing up out of the blue though, so it tracks

The ferals that occasionally wander into my life never want anything besides food, so they get TNRed, but I don't feed them afterwards to the end of getting them to move on: for various reasons I cannot have strays making a home in the yard.
 
My current cat showed up couple of years back now, he's a pure-bred Bombay (so pretty expensive breed, odd to have just wandering around). Discovered a chip after taking him to the vets for a checkup, turns out he'd been missing for 2 whole years. The owners were contacted, but didn't seem that keen on getting him back, and said we could have him if we wanted (they had moved while ago, and were now way down south). So we did, and he's one of the best cats, super affectionate, loud and actually loves belly rubs.
Also his previous name (on the chip) was Dave. Beautiful void of a cat with green eyes and they named him Dave. He's now called Salem, because I am clearly also not very imaginative with names.
The previous family cats were a mother-daughter pair, where the mother had hidden under our shed while pregnant, and had her kittens, so we kept her and one of the kittens (the others went to good homes, don't worry, we just couldnt house dozens of cats at once).
 
My cat did show up out of nowhere, at exactly the right time. I have a theory that my cat's mother "distributed" her kitten to me. It's just a hunch, but there was an alley cat that I spent years trying to get to come to me. She refused, but eventually at least stopped being skittish around me. She'd keep her distance, but not run when I walked by. She'd lie at the end of the driveway and stare at me when I sat on the porch.

I hadn't seen her in awhile when a random ~2 month old kitty came right up to me and insisted on coming inside. She was skinny, had ear mites, was a little scratched up. Seemed feral, but wanted to go inside, "Naaaow!" and was not afraid of any family members.

I imagine a cat conversation wherein her mother decided this kitten needed a more comfortable life- "Go to this lady. She will take you in. I know, because she has asked me a thousand times." After we took the baby in, my alley cat friend started coming around again, and I noticed the striking similarities.
 
Also his previous name (on the chip) was Dave. Beautiful void of a cat with green eyes and they named him Dave.
Wouldn't happen to have a fucked up ear and a crick at the end of his tail would he?
 
Had a CDS cat as a kid that did live in the house. She showed up one day, my mom named her Tricksy, and we had her for a year or two. Had to rehome her after we caught her tormenting my guinea pig. Years later, my mom told me she was named Tricksy because she was a trick. I had been calling that cat a hooker without knowing it.

Tricksy was a good cat, we were just kinda dumb.
 
Wouldn't happen to have a fucked up ear and a crick at the end of his tail would he?
Strangely no, he was weirdly intact for having been a stray for 2 years, no damage at all from other cats and such like you'd expect.
 
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