Growing up, I never liked cats. I had a terrible experience with one when I was 5 years old which left me with bad feelings towards them. Things started to change a couple decades (and then some) later that completely caught me off guard. It all started one day when we were switching matresses. Our yard is pretty big so we just tossed it out there for the time being, no big deal. Just as I finished making the bed my hubby comes running through the door like saitan is trying to catch him and drag him to hell. He called me, claiming this cat was waiting for me. After some testing we found that sure enough, he was literally waiting for me. Oh but he was a mean, angry boy. He hissed and swatted at everyone, even me at first. Just one swat, a hiss, and we stared at each other, his claws planted in my jacked. I guess it was a test and I passed it. For the longest while I was the only one who he would let feed or even touch him. I never fed this boy before, don't know where he came from or how he saw me. Never seen him before but he chose me. He opened my eyes to this dreadful situation. Thousands of cats, and probably millions worldwide, are left outside, starving, sick and freezing with no one to care for them. Kittens are dying because their mothers can't provide milk for them. I HAD TO do SOMETHING but what? Thus Outdoor Cat Houses was born. We are working to educate and provide the best information about caring for outside cats. If we all did a little bit to help these poor animals, it will add up to a lot. See our About Page for more information about what you can do to help the cat population in your area!